Here is Where I Died

Here is where I died

,
where my soul is trapped inside,

With the door locked,
here is where I hide.

The walls are different,
the decor changed.

But it still feels the same,
this room still holds my pain.

I used to cry on this floor,
he used to pound on this door.

Here is where my heart was burnt to the core,
where I felt I had nothing to live for.

Here is where I died,
where I shut my emotions inside.

I closed the door,
and just didn’t care anymore.

~BL