Behind The Tight Locked Door Poem by Alicia Rose

Behind the tight locked dorr
Is where the demon sleeps
Smelling of toxic fumes
While an angel weeps

Behind the tight locked door
Is where the smoke unfolds
Something is missing here
It no longer grows

Behind the tight locked door
Something has been stolen
Maybe from this little girl?
Her innocence no longer golden

Behind the tight locked door
Voices have yet to fade
So much anger, so much pain
You'll learn (of) another day