The empty classroom 

The doors are locked 

My husband's shadow

blackening myself

 

The dormant volcano 

Erupts when I'm out 

Into the outside 

My soul is open

 

The tree is binding 

The roots digging deeper 

My fingers are bloody 

My palms are hollow 

 

My soul is closed 

The shadow holds

The chair is scraped in 

My head is pushed back

 

My life is not knowing 

My death like a rock 

It sunk but no one knew.