The Vault Poem by Dorsey Baker

He is full of anger
its in a vault
deep within
himself
he has kept it locked
up
for so many years
hiding behind bars
of illusion
he lets it out every
now and then
it comes out a demon
wearing a mask
it comes out
looking like
something else
when it appears
waving both of its hands
trying to flag down
a victim
as it is
a victim itself
a victim of serious sadness
a victim of deep depression
A victim of a very long
loneliness
and an unhappy life
he prisons
his anger
in a vault
only he can open
because only he
has the key!