Deceitful Walls

She will not respond to these deceitful walls, anymore.
Windows sparkle clear, yet claim blind,
and there are not enough locks on the door.

Insensitive footsteps are still heard upon the cushioned floor,
to mingle with godless images that disturb her mind.
So, she will not respond to these deceitful walls, anymore.

Nothing here has held its value, nor retains its lore.
Those relics are no longer here to be found.
And there were never enough locks upon the door.

For the trust that was given always wanted more.
Taken in the night without mercy or sound.
She does not respond to these deceitful walls, anymore.

And she wishes it could be, as it was before.
Before fear and betrayal embraced her heart,
leaving her with never enough locks upon the door.

The secret she wears wraps her bruised and sore.
Her life and its innocence have been torn apart.
She did not know, there were never enough locks on the door.
And she will not respond to these deceitful walls, anymore.