Doors
Doors
I know I have to open the door
But the door is locked,
Jammed,
Stuck,
Something...!
Something is wrong with the door...
I have gotten offers from friends
To come to there door,
Saying, “There's always room for two,”
With a huge smile plastered on their face.
But no.
I don't want the door to close on both of us.
It would be all my fault
And they would be in the same situation as I.
And I don't want that.
I don't want anyone
ANYONE...
To go through what I have always had to.
If they don't have to suffer,
Why make them?
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