Small stories by a small girl #23

no one knew of the things
done behind the closed doors
no one could even imagine it
and no one would ever know
that those things did happen
and that it made everything black
white did no longer exist
it was too bright for these dark eyes
the eyes once so pure and innocent
now held all things bad and wrong
no one was to see into those eyes
so the eyes shut down
and the dark was really dark now
no other thing was there
and in that final moment
the eyes saw the white again
but the black had become custom
this eternal white was too much
a life lived in the dark
was better for these eyes