I look out my window down to the streets <br />Dark silhouettes of trees outline dusky lights <br />Cars pass by quick and slow <br />I look up to see the dark night sky <br />Full of stars, no clouds in sight <br />It gives me the impression of peace for once <br />But I know what lays beneath its lies <br />Peace is not found because chaos ensues <br />Chaos that one does not see <br />It lies in words spoken behind closed doors <br />Sometimes those doors open and it comes forth <br />But most usually stay tightly closed <br />Not wrenched open by the day's break <br />So under the cover of this stary night <br />The doors of chaos let their lies seep through <br />As to curse the day that comes after <br />This is what I see outside my window <br />Looking at the streets outlined by dark silhouettes.<br /><br />The Little Wise Doll<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-i-see-outside-my-window/
