nephilim56

THE DOOR

In dream
Repeated
A long corridor
Flaking paint
The waiting door
Once left behind
That varnished
Staircase rail
Creaking boards
My eyes to face.


Slowly intrepid
Walk of fear
Thumping heart
What to appear ?
Its dim light sways
Walls seem to narrow
In this dream
Logic to scatter.

Closer, closer
Ever closer
Drenched in sweat
My soul to smother
Three more steps
In dream I wait
Terrifying gasps
At last to wake.