Down the dark hallway scary and bleak
The door at the end is what I seek
What is beyond
I don't know
My mind can only guess
A new world
A new univers
Full of the most wonderful things
Or
A portal to Hell
With mosters from my worst nightmare
The closesr I get to the door
The insanity rises
The hallway dark and bleak
Still that door I seek
- Author: Tony36 ( Offline)
- Published: October 29th, 2024 07:39
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Comments11
Creeak...
Thank you
Excellent write. Indeed, which is scarier, the dark hallway or moving beyond into the unknown, yet the point is to move forward. Excellent write Tony! Well done!
Thank you Tristan
You’re welcome!
We all look to our fears to find what lies inside. A poem deeper than at first glance.
Thank you
its the uncertainty that many find irresistibly compelling and alluring .. isn't it
Thank you Nevilie
Ahhh, you made a visit to the mother-in-law's house then? lol.
Thank you
Sounds like a dream, or is it a nightmare? Very relatable
Thank you
powerful inspiration !
Thank you
Wonderful in metaphor that door will swing open one day 🌹
Thank you Teddy
We all go through doors in our lives Tony and most of them take us to wonderful places.
Andy
Thank you Andy
Very atmospheric, Tony. Really enjoyed.
Thank you Tom
I think I'll take door number two. Nice work here.
Thank you Dan
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