Doorway.


I only open future doors,
And any door I pass through,
I close it and lock it behind me.
Once I have passed through,
The key is destroyed,
So no matter how loud you knock on the door,
It will forever remain shut;
And you will be left alone and annoyed.


You can shout obscenities and question my motives or my person,
But I am no longer the great listener that I once was,
For I am too busy flirting,
With a new romance; you missed your chance.
I have found a new person with whom I want to naked slow-dance.
All that which you have lost will never be repeated,
So repeat after me “I did not cheat.”


The door behind me is becoming the door to a mouse house.
So small in its importance; for I have left purgatory behind me.
I am awaiting what is out there to be seen.
Love is on the way and you are way behind me;
Are your pastures green?


Remember what you will never again have.
You had a chance; you took your chance for granted.
You missed your chance for a first dance.
I have a key in my hand; this door locks from the inside.
I hope the weather stays nice outside.
I am closed to the past;
You shall become nothing as soon as,
A new door looks quite appealing;
Maybe it is her time that I should attempt to be stealing.
Wasting away with me in my twilight years,
Will be my one love; after years and years.
She will only speak beautiful words of truth…
And you?...


The door behind me is left to rust.
Bottomless pits for the ashes.
This truth,
This trust,
This love…
Is dust.
I hope this makes you happy.


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