07 February 2015

at the Door

its a beautiful Saturday
I have video games to play
the doorbell

went over looked through the peep hole
saw nothing but what they stole
my doormat

I could still hear footsteps outside
they're coming to get me I cried
locked doorknob

I ran up stairs to my bedroom
shut the door on the face of doom
wedged doorstop

my room once known as a safe place
in my closet I saw His face
a doorway

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince
Compound verse Poem

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