hiding away in dreamland

the bedroom door stays locked my thoughts wedged under the handle

blocking anyone from seeing what is on the inside

the walls are painted the darkest black and is completely bare of furniture

demons hide under the creaking floorboards

every night I take out a silver blade from a special place

and for the moments that my skin is a deep red the room lights up a bright shade of yellow and then the shame sets in and the darkness returns but if I try hard enough to not let the red come back the yellow will gradually creep back onto the walls

and eventually the door will unlock letting me out of my caged hell