Doll House

I have sheltered myself in a place of secrets
The reoccurring memories moulded into form as I remembered
Casting the same shadows from a time before I was broken

I stare at what is left in my hallow hands
Feeling less and less inside these familiar walls

Their eyes as dead as their departed souls
Never seeking out forgiveness, only perpetuating the pain
My lonely tears fall like caskets into the earth

The doll house is gone but, my head still plays the game
I try to escape before the past bears down
If it weren't for this fragment clinging at my heel

A child I knew before it all steps from inside
With the saddest tear, locks the door with a goodbye

Cold wind lashes my cheeks for the first time

I have sheltered myself in a place of secrets
But the end has yet to be written in stone

This is beautiful verse Nanashi, as everything else I've read that you post. Thanks for adding this dimension to our little world here.

Again, you are most welcome and thank you.