lost in a room
lost in her head
The gray of her days
by a rectangle window
gave slight to light
and tossed the lines
haphazard and tangled.
There came a knocking
thrice times in the days
shook the frame of her mind
until crazy with fright!
throw cares into corners
make brave your toes
and go to the door!
as well her bones
matching in cadence to the echo of the noise.
And such noise at the door! The door in the wall
in the room, too dark, and way too small.
Approaching the knob that shuddered with release
begging to be turned to set free the bang! bang! beast.
So large two small hands had to yield to be used
to open the door, to prove to the girl.
You are stronger then your fears
you are braver then the beast
you are not helpless
for what you fear, is the dark room you are in
and beyond the door, is where light begins
to flood your life and grip your toes
carry you forward, make brave your bones.
The things you feared kept you confined
in the small dark room
in the center of your mind
now you know
now you see
all thanks to the bang! bang! beast.