The Storm

A poem/song I wrote a few years back... Meh.

Behind closed doors
There's no one there to listen
No one there to judge
She closes her eyes
And starts to cry
Outside her walls rages a storm.

She hears their voices
Shouting loud
She screams but she can't get out
Her head is spinning
She's had too much
She's had enough.

Climbing up
The ladder of her life
She's so afraid of falling down
Challenging herself
Saying she'll stand up
But she's too afraid of breaking down.

Behind closed doors
There's no one there to listen
No one there to judge
She closes her eyes
And starts to cry
Outside her walls rages a storm.

Holding onto her heart
She turns the knob
Voices tear into her head
She takes a breath
And another step
Determined to stop it all.

The voice she hears
Is not her own
A new cry that she has never known
Dropping to her knees
She begs and pleads
While inside her heart keeps beating.

Behind closed doors
There's no one there to listen
No one there to judge
She closes her eyes and starts to cry
Outside her walls are clearing skies.

Outside her walls are clearing skies.