Beyond The Door by Jakub Zielinski

Itís really no use
To open them
Just right now
When itís so beautifull
And my life seems complete

Burial secrets from the past
Marked with razor and nightmare images
Should lie down locked
For ever as non-existed

We all
Have two faces
Weak will from time to time
Surrenders
And demons take our places

Assuming us that everything is OK
When in fact
We have lost control
Long time ago

Which lies rotting and proven
Beyond the door
Waiting to be revealedÖ

Rate this Poem (5 best)