Behind Closed Doors II
The sound is not traveling.
I open my mouth but there is nothing.
I see the little boy hit by a car. I turn away I cannot watch
I want to scream but I am numb
There is no one to help. The little boy needs help but no one understands.
I can’t get out.
I can’t move. All is in slow motion. The glass wont let me through.
I can’t move. The glass wont let me through.
I bang my fists against the glass. It makes no sound.
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