My Door

Sat, 12/28/2013 - 15:06 -- allyssa

My Door

 

My door keeps people in or out when I

Want to be alone. I do not understand

Why others do not comprehend this fact.

My door represents privacy at home –

You cannot barge in without permission.

I need my space, not just from family;

My friends don’t know how much I cannot take,

“Don’t get too close, because they’ll leave eventually,”

My brain screams at me while I strive to let

My heart take some of this ungodly load.

I am determined to figure it out;

I will not stop until I’ve reached my goal

Of having friends that I can truly trust.

I will discover peers I truly like.

I see the future with all of its tests –

A right and wrong for every trail ahead.

Two roads diverging in a darkened wood;

I have to use my instincts to get out.

When one door shuts, another opens wide.

The trick is finding unblocked thresholds, (ones

Preferably that have awaiting friends)

And confidently stepping through with pride.

My door can keep family out, as well

As friends, but it can also let them in.

I know it’s up to me to choose which one.

I get up from my desk and grab the knob

And pull it towards me. Small at best, this change,

But better compared to none at all. I try,

And simply hope that this can be enough.

 

 

My Door

 

My door keeps people in or out when I

Want to be alone. I do not understand

Why others do not comprehend this fact.

My door represents privacy at home –

You cannot barge in without permission.

I need my space, not just from family;

My friends don’t know how much I cannot take,

“Don’t get too close, because they’ll leave eventually,”

My brain screams at me while I strive to let

My heart take some of this ungodly load.

I am determined to figure it out;

I will not stop until I’ve reached my goal

Of having friends that I can truly trust.

I will discover peers I truly like.

I see the future with all of its tests –

A right and wrong for every trail ahead.

Two roads diverging in a darkened wood;

I have to use my instincts to get out.

When one door shuts, another opens wide.

The trick is finding unblocked thresholds, (ones

Preferably that have awaiting friends)

And confidently stepping through with pride.

My door can keep family out, as well

As friends, but it can also let them in.

I know it’s up to me to choose which one.

I get up from my desk and grab the knob

And pull it towards me. Small at best, this change,

But better compared to none at all. I try,

And simply hope that this can be enough.

 

 

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