A Key Hole In The Door Poem by Brick Red

The door,
long hall
Dark light
open slowly to see the sight

My hero gone
into the night
Iam alone,
and filled with fright

My soul is stained
no longer white
My love no longer pure

You ignite my heart
And the flames sour high
Breacking me from this ghostly tie

No longer my Hero
No longer my love
As I see your gaping face
Through the open hole

The doors noe closed,
And a tear falls from my face
Asking myself,
Did I make the mistake?