Standing still
like a soldier
waiting for their command
Staring at the Pitch Black Door
No one knows what lies beyond
Terror fills my body
Consuming my mind like a fire
But there is also something else
Starts at the tip of my toes
Rises up like the sun
feeling like spring
Turns the terror to something else
A smile touches my lips
and I wait for my moment
Staring at the Pitch Black Door
I turn the handle
And walk through