Doorway

 

In this doorway

stood under a blanket of grey

watching time flutter into another day

flittering in the ashes as he flicks them away

the smoke in the air

is it a reason to be there?

or just a habit formed in a single moment of despair?

he watches passers-by in the dull glare

of an autumnal day stood in this doorway to nowhere

 

In this doorway he fears

crawling black clouds

falling leaves cloying

filling his mind with debris

dead scales of old trees

withered blades of memory

pangs of pain, hurt and misery

tinged with love, hope and honesty

fears all the things he will never see

and all that he will never be

 

In this doorway, opened up on another night

A blood moon rising

the sounds inside crying

the pain of loss

at hope slowly flying

fading vision

erased ambition

having no mission

or a star to wish on

 

In this doorway

searching for answers to questions he can’t find

losing his mind

will his thoughts one day collide?

an ocean sized explosion

eroding his head from the inside

will it cause words to fade?

stop the flow to page

cause his heart to rage

or just sit silently looking out to space

 

 

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love. 

Kyle