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closed door
I was standing in front
Of a shut door
To afraid to reach out
And open it
My world was spinning
And my heart was pounding
The things that stood behind that door
Were things that I was to
Afraid to face
Now being asked to open the
Door I thought was
Locked and closed forever
Was making me shake
The things no
One else knew were being
peered in by a stranger
I keep telling my self I’m
Not ready
I keep trying to convince
Myself it was all her fault
I keep saying I’m over it, I’m stronger now
But if so why is this so
Hard?
I reach out to open
The door and I start to cry
I hear voices shouting all around me
NO, Stop, I’m scared
I’m not ready, I cant tell
They scream louder as I get closer
But my hand touches
The door and it slowly begins to
Open.
And then all the memories rush back
And it all begins.
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