Insanity

Behind closed doors is where it stays
Dark and gloomy to the mind's eye
It avoids our creeping gaze
Well aware of their ignorant lie

They claim it's nonexistent
Go ahead and open the door
Yet they remain distant
For they need not start a war

Once you're in, there is no out
There's room for tens of tens
They'll bid you farewell and with no doubt,
You'll never be seen again

They claim it is untrue

But soon you will be quick to find
What's waiting for you behind door number two
Is sure to make you blind

 

Behind closed doors is where I stay

Trapped with all the rest

Will any of us get away?

There lies the ultimate test

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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