Closed doors

ChippedNailPolish

Building from ruins,

We cement and paste;

Trying to start over,

With rubble as a base.

 

A weather wrought place,

With beams of woe;

Taping the shattered glass,

Of our better tomorrow.

 

A parade of sorrow,

Marches through void floors,

Unheard by outsiders,

Behind our closed doors.

 

  • Author: ChippedNailPolish (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2020 09:37
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 44
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  • Neville

    I thought you might like to know, I very much enjoyed 'Closed doors'

    Neville

    • ChippedNailPolish

      Thank you! I'm so very glad you liked it! Thank you for commenting.

    • Goldfinch60

      With so much effort being put in to rebuilding your better tomorrow that the new strength will make it last forever.

      Andy

      • ChippedNailPolish

        I like your positive interpretation, thank you for your comment!



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