Inside me, I felt basket of fears compiling,
I looked around,
Only to find,
an empty ground,
Of my footsteps, I heard,
a noiseless sound.
A strange feeling touched my skin,
as if glued to my body,
were a thousands of pin.
The walls that were once so very dear,
now became the origin of my fear.
Behind those closed doors,
I cried,
the tears fell on my cheeks and dried...
Behind those closed doors,
I tried,
not to be afraid so,
but the terror inside me,
did never go.
Behind those closed doors,
there was someone,
whom noone will ever know.....
