The door is closing
For a while I could see
Both sides ... both ways from the door
Looking back into the room
Closed room it is
four walls there are
No door.... yet there's a closed door
The room reverberates
with the screaming
constant tension .... pressure....
Other side has no walls
Limitless vista .... quiet ....
no horizons .... just peace
Knowing that the door will open
to the new me .......
.... is what allows me to endure
.... to stay just a little longer
while I am needed.
.... a few months ..... weeks ....
.... a few days .... or a few hours....
.... minutes?
Just keep digging....
© Ian Croft April 2019
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