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I spend my life walking through darkness Seemingly countless years go by as I never see a hint of light I begin thinking Is there anything here? Am I truly alone in this abyss? What if there's something, Hidden, invisible to my eyes? What if I'm not alone? "It's all too much I'm giving up, This dark is not for me" These are the thoughts I thought, The feelings I felt, Before I saw the door. Grand, regal, shining bright The door swung wide, welcoming me I run towards it, relief and hope filling me once again I barely get through the door, When I am cast back out, And it slams shut again I am confused, What happened? Why did it happen? What could I have done to avoid this? I see another door Simple, wooden, open also With nowhere else to go, I proceed through this door It's nice on the other side A field of green, pleasant music I feel happy here A short while later, I hear a thump Has the grand door reopened? I hesitate I am happy here, If I head back, what if this door closes? What if the grand door casts me out again? Then where shall I go? I didn't see another door.
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
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I spend my life walking through darkness Seemingly countless years go by as I never see a hint of light I begin thinking Is there anything here? Am I truly alone in this abyss? What if there's something, Hidden, invisible to my eyes? What if I'm not alone? "It's all too much I'm giving up, This dark is not for me" These are the thoughts I thought, The feelings I felt, Before I saw the door. Grand, regal, shining bright The door swung wide, welcoming me I run towards it, relief and hope filling me once again I barely get through the door, When I am cast back out, And it slams shut again I am confused, What happened? Why did it happen? What could I have done to avoid this? I see another door Simple, wooden, open also With nowhere else to go, I proceed through this door It's nice on the other side A field of green, pleasant music I feel happy here A short while later, I hear a thump Has the grand door reopened? I hesitate I am happy here, If I head back, what if this door closes? What if the grand door casts me out again? Then where shall I go? I didn't see another door.
Kothana
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Kothana
19/Trans Female/Australia
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
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