The Door

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The Door

Yesterday, I opened the door to the world, and I realized that I’m still a fucked up little girl

Parading around town like a woman who has her shit together
Living life as if I’m going to have it forever

I want to be different and still remain the same
I’m so tired of the panic attacks and feeling like I’m going insane

I opened up that door today and I realized that I am different and I’m also the same
I’ve conquered a lot of my demons, but there are still a few that bring me pain

I opened up that door and I saw the world moving at record speed
Then I saw myself standing still, trying to figure out what it is that I need

When I closed the door and looked down, I saw a boarding pass with a note that read:
Here’s a ticket to ride life’s train
I won’t force you to ride, but if you open this door again and don’t board, it would be a shame
All that your heart desires you will find during this trip
And if at anytime it’s moving too fast, don’t worry, I can change the speeding train to a coasting ship
And when you need to coast, don’t think of it as something odd
Just understand that I only want the very best for you, I’ll always have your back…

Love Always, God

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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