WHAT GOES ON BEHIND CLOSED DOORS…

What Secrets Lie Behind This Door,

With Stories to Tell and So Much More.

Secrets From The Past That Are Hidden Away,

Ghosts That All Lay Beneath,

 Coming Throughout The Night and Day.

Knock On The Door Do I Dare?

Is There Someone Watching As I Look and Stare.

Knock On The Door is There Someone In?

As I Cast My Mind Back Three Days Ago,

Where Do I Begin?

It Is Quiet and Still as I Lay In My Bed,

Ready For Dreams to Come Into My Head.

Shouting and Banging Then Enter The Room,

As I Hide Beneath The Covers,

For The Quiet to Resume.

Muffled Sounds is All I Can Hear,

But The Shouting and Banging Just Won’t Disappear.

Closing My Eyes to Sleep Again,

Thoughts in My Head Now Turn to Pain.

Thinking About What’s Going On,

It’s Clear To Me That There is Something Wrong.

Still Under My Covers I Now Come Up For Air,

I Take A Big Breath But The Noise is Still There.

Now Thinking About What I Should Do,

As The Clock Ticks Past a Quarter Past Two.

Another Two Nights and There’s More Of The Same,

The Shouting and Banging Still Driving Me Insane.

My Head Is Hurting I Can’t Take Anymore,

When The Day Arrives I’m Heading For Next Door.

Now I Am Back in The Zone,

After Reflecting Back Three Days Ago,

Stood Outside This House Of Pain,

That Drove Me Nuts Inside My Brain.

Knock On The Door Do I Dare?

Is There Someone Watching As I Look and Stare.

Knock On The Door is There Someone In?

But Without Hesitation I Am Now Knocking.

Curtains Now Twitching,

A Dark Shadow Walks On By,

A Figure in The Bedroom,

As I Gaze Up At The Sky.

Will Anyone Answer To My Call?

Will Anyone Let Me In?

As I Start To Bang The Door Once Again,

Giving A Taste Of Their Own Medicine.

Still No Answer As I Turn Away,

Deciding To Comeback Another Day.

But As I Walk Off To Go Back Home,

I Get The Feeling That I’m Not Alone.

Over My Shoulder Looking Back Once Again,

The Door is Wide Open For Me to Go In.

I Start to Gaze With a Mystery Stare,

I Say to Myself Do I Dare?

Shall I Walk Towards It and See,

Is Someone There Waiting For Me.

Gentle Footsteps As I Walk Back Again,

Nearing The Door From Where I Came.

“Is There Anybody Here?” I Nervously Say,

Now Wanting All This to Go Away.

“Can Anyone Hear Me?” I Say Once Again,

Looking Through The Crack of The Door Frame.

Through The Door I Am Now in a Room,

The Smells and Darkness a Lot To Consume.

“Is Anybody There?” For One Final Time,

Before I Decide to Go Back to Mine.

I Start To Walk Towards The Light,

When Suddenly I Get a Fright.

The Door Slams Shut With a Mighty (BANG!#!#!)……….

PAUSE.

The Secrets, Lies, Tears and Goodbyes,

Can Leave You Cold and All Alone.

What Goes On Behind Closed Doors,

Never Leaves A Home.

                                                                   © Gary Hankins...21/07/2025