Evil Door Poem by Ashlee Norwood

I am suspicious, but kind.
I wonder why people can be so blind.
I hear the closing of an ominous door.
I see a person come out of it bored.
I want them to see a light.
I am suspicious, but kind.

I pretend to enter the ominous door.
I feel deadly vibrations riddle my core.
I touch the door handle prepared to leave.
I worry that this will forever trap me.
I cry in this imaginary time.
I am suspicious, but kind.

I understand why the person came out bored.
I say you should not go back in that evil door.
I dream of saving that person from their evil path.
I try to change their direction fast.
I hope that person will once bring light.
I am suspicious, but kind.