A/N: This poem relates to Lorna Doors, a character in the "Insanity" series. You may want to think about reading that before reading my poem... Oh, and I would be grateful if you would review! ^_^Thanks!!!

Disclaimer: No, sadly I do not own Lorna. She belongs to Spam Warrior...*evil grin*


Ode to Doors

Still here standing
upon the desert plains
the stars once above her
are ground up such as grain
blackness soon engulfs her
as tunnels open in her mind
revealing great adventures
that she has yet to find

snapshots of memories
spread across the woman's face
but no reason is told
why she came to this place
the corners of her mouth
form a silent grin
the phantoms have no clue
how much trouble they'll be in

with grin still on her face
she spreads her arms out wide
the evils and the shadows
run and flee for room to hide
a whole spectrum of colors
dance within her lively eyes
she searches in the darkness
to find the good hidden inside

magic seeps out of her
as a sound comes to her ears
the last monster wails
before it disappears
as she stands alone
her ruffled hair flowing
she realizes the thoughts inside her head
are the only thoughts worth knowing