Closed Chapter

Doors slammed in my face
 

Robbing me of closure
 

Robbing me of picking up the pieces
 

Robbing me of making peace
 

Did you know the deceased?
 

Only for a while back when I was a child
 

The walls stood too high to say goodbye
 

On this grave I stand never to understand
 

Never to know the love I once knew
 

They always say that God has a plan
 

Surely as I grasp this pen in my left hand
 

I try to understand
 

Trying to let go of what once was
 

That will never be again
 

Comforting my weeping sobbing child within
 

I've been robbed again
 

The only witness is my pen