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I’m sitting here
Sitting
Quiet
Upon the floor
Staring up
And up
At this tall dark door
Light
Seeps
The edges unsealed
I’ve seen
I’ve seen
So much of it before
It’s empty
I know
I’ve seen
I’ve seen
The other side
Of that door
But still
And still
My heart beats
A bird’s thrill
Dare I hope
Dare I grope
At this light
Behind the door
But still
And still
I sit here
Quiet
I cannot rise
From
From this cold hard floor
Rise
And step into
This tall dark door.
Sitting
Quiet
Upon the floor
Staring up
And up
At this tall dark door
Light
Seeps
The edges unsealed
I’ve seen
I’ve seen
So much of it before
It’s empty
I know
I’ve seen
I’ve seen
The other side
Of that door
But still
And still
My heart beats
A bird’s thrill
Dare I hope
Dare I grope
At this light
Behind the door
But still
And still
I sit here
Quiet
I cannot rise
From
From this cold hard floor
Rise
And step into
This tall dark door.
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Wow, been awhile since you posted anything- but must say, certainly worth the wait 
I like the imagery you have here, I visualize a black and white drawing of a small child just staring up at this giant door, slowly reaching for the knob- and I'm tempted to get one of my people to draw that now- if you'll allow it.
Beyond that, under the surface, I get a sense of curiousity and unease, mixed together with powerlessness in the face of something possibly greater then ones self. Add in a well place rhyme scheme and I must say- this is definetly one of my favorites of your work.
Well done lass- keep writing!
I like the imagery you have here, I visualize a black and white drawing of a small child just staring up at this giant door, slowly reaching for the knob- and I'm tempted to get one of my people to draw that now- if you'll allow it.
Beyond that, under the surface, I get a sense of curiousity and unease, mixed together with powerlessness in the face of something possibly greater then ones self. Add in a well place rhyme scheme and I must say- this is definetly one of my favorites of your work.
Well done lass- keep writing!