About the Poem
More or less a metaphor on what I felt after breaking up with someone who was never really nice to me.
The Door |
by Raquel |
And so I looked towards the door, my thoughts lingering like your presence - Shadows of indifference upon the threshold. To exit would be your finality, the escape of all I once held as true; my depravity the doorknob. The door has always been open, but until now I have avoided the Coldness, the continual draft of your existence. The other side beckons to me with it's decadent hands of denial, so eagerly awaiting this staved immaculance. To walk through that door, to forget, would be my last act of submission carried out in your name. So I walked through that door, and I left my shroud of naivete on the hanger nearby that is cluttered with other such hypocrisy |
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4 Visitor Comments
nad
it's meaningful !
ap
I felt stronger after reading your poem. Thank you. It is written beautifully.
bobo
I like it, im going to give it to my girlfriend, well soon to be ex girlfriend. I hope she takes it well
kero
this poem is true to the heart, that should be all that matters.
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