She wakes up with a shock, instantly feels the blood boil from her head down to her toes. Its the sound of that door.
The repetitive sound of that door slamming is a reminder of the poison in her life who seamlessly seeps into her heart continuing to infuse her mind with hate.
That door is used for a swinging entrance into her soul leaving it with touches of darkness until she simply can't understand how to love another person; how to empathize with another's time of distress. She loses touch, suffering to understand what love is.
The life who uses that door brought her into this world and smothers their existence with cold truths, lies, neglect, and stories of their past; inflicting damaging images and thoughts that cannot be unheard.
She's trying to persevere, but they persist to acknowledge their unreceptive response to her cry's for help, it destroys her light; leading her down the path where the poison starts to consume all her thoughts and distorts her rights to express herself with the constant feeling of never being heard.
You built darkness in her and every layer affects even the smallest of challenges in life but you left her with a flame of curiosity to understand what others could not even care to comprehend; she sustains her curiosity for life.
If you ever climb a mountain There's something you shouldn't do Do not stay at the peak of the mountain Simply because of the view
You can stay there for a little bit Enjoy it while it lasts But when the time comes Let the past be the past
If you hold on to a moment Till you've held on far too long You'll miss the enjoyment of today And that moment becomes a worn out song
So if you dwell in the past Let go and move on instead Once you look forward you'll realize There are only more beautiful mountains ahead
As you move on you'll want to look back At the things that you've come over The peaks, the creeks, the valleys, The glaciers, the rivers
Look back. That's okay! Take a minute to reflect Your past can help you prepare For what might be coming next
While you're looking though, be careful With how your time is spent Because every moment looking back Is one less step towards your next ascent
I've gone through a struggle of not letting go of my past. Most people have a hard time letting go of the bad stuff in their past, but I think just as many people have a hard time letting go of the good stuff. We spend too much time admiring the "good old days" and wishing we had them back. It keeps us from fully experiencing the "now" and from truly moving forward. I'm not saying to forget everything you ever experience. It's perfectly okay to fondly reminisce about good memories or to every now and then cry about bad ones. Just don't DWELL in your past experiences.