Go and open the bottle of tears.

Maybe you will see the coral reef,

the majestic ocean,

or even the scuba divers, trying to come up for air.

Go and open the curtains of question.

Maybe you  will hear trees rattling,

or the sound of a baby bird harmonising.

Go and open the door of doom.
Maybe you will see ruby, red blood , dripping,

skeletons bodies hanging,

or moody monsters growling.

Go and open the wardrobe of truth.

Maybe you will see your future self,

the cold fire burning,

or the hard clouds floating.