I lined it all up
so nicely

only the light you shone 
upon my creation
blemished my ideal 

If you stand on the sideline  
the roads don't always come 
together

I leaned on you
blindly
hoping 
it will last

I don’t think I want to forget you
I thought I wanted to
but you left something behind
something untouchable 

the memory seems to be
even better
then the reality I have forgotten
now I live under a clear sky

I think peace is resting

like a dove 

spreading its wings in silence

Even though the door was open
I couldn’t help 
staring at the mesmerizing wall 
surrounding it

it’s not that it stopped me
but it did 

I was riding a wave
high on adrenaline

it steered me away 
I realized
from a reality

it was not the sea 
that I floated on
but the concrete walls 
of the world around me

The world shifted 
the curtains were makeshift
for there was something to hide

an ugly truth
coming from the…

The metaphor of a door
the other one you could have opened

as far as I know
all unknown doors
lead to the same
darkness
till you open it
and start walking

The small part of the wall 
that was left
was huge

I couldn’t get around it

I still remember my first window
the view when I looked out

it was not much
but looking back 

I wish I could do that now
from the other side

A part of me stares at me
in a mirror
but I don’t see
the problem
the other half
till I do
realize