(AABDBSDC-Repair)-Three Twenty Two - 322

Apr 3, 2010 at 8:30 PM

Four walls.

A roof.
A floor.
Two doors.
A bed.
A cupboard in a wall.
Three doors in the cupboard.
No prayer was said.
No good was done.
Only sins were alive.
And they never were shun.
Some hopes were killed.
Some dreams were shattered.
A name entered the room.
A name of trust.
The trust that grew into love.
Love changed to hate.
I am not in 322 now.
Not any more.
Bit some old part of me is still there.