These Walls

Beyond this door and in this house. If walls could speak, these would weep. There is no laughter, there is no love, There is only tears and a young girl's fears. She escapes to her room and tries to be quiet. If there is no sound, he will not come around. The moon watches in the window near. As she cowers in bed and screams 'NO' in her head. On the verge of madness, she watches the knob turn. His sweat fills the air, all she can do is stare. He draws her near, more poison for her mind. He drags her to hell with no one to tell.