Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Doors

It's a hallway of mirrors in a nighttime of truth
and you walk forward
laughing faces echoing 
confusing your peripheral 
and there's a door
hand on the knob
turn and push 
while a multitude of reflected doors swing wide
one and the same
tick tick tick tick tick it's endless 
do you see the hinges? these mirrors trick
but you still walked forward
you still made your way here and foot shuffled through
through the door
one and the same
you walked through and now it's dark
it's dark and the light of the mirrored spaces made you blind
and your eyes need to adjust
need to adjust to the dark
the dark that isn't dark
it’s just not what you're used to
the mirrored hallway
being brighter than comfortable
always fear
watch the movies
own reflection's all that's left
go back if you want
you know what's there
empty empty
safe 
uncomfortable
take another step forward
close the door behind you
let your eyes adjust
when you take away the reflection
when you take away the glare of what was
the darkness equalizes
you'll see
you'll see
and where are you now?
that's the scary part, eh?
doorway 
room
doorway 
hall
doorway 
what
who
where
when
why
yes
space
not isolation
all internal
external
as real as you want it to be 
some days mirrored hallways
some days desert carnies
where's the peace in there? 
made 
created 
already all ready?
you have you
feel it
know it
you have you
you got here 
baby steps 
but you did that
no one else 
you
there's no back
no hallway left
just this
this now

be free

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