05 October 2019

OctPoWriMo 5 - Wide Open

Prompt: Doors
Suggested form: The Bop



Wide Open

All my life I’ve sought the shadows:
Hiding who I am from everyone;
Presenting part of me as all of me;
A mask not quite a lie but not the whole
of who I really am. I like the quiet
in the darkness of my thoughts.

Fling the door wide open and let the light come in.

I am sensitive to sun and light:
Too much of it can quickly burn my skin,
But I cannot survive too long in shadow.
And yet the opened door is terrifying.
I am safe, alone and sheltered
here inside my refuge
where no one knows me
or my secrets.

Fling the door wide open and let the light come in.

With creaking, squeaking hinges,
my closet door cracks open.
I let a couple people in.
But fear still holds me in its grip
and keeps me in the dark. Why should I
share who I am with those I cannot trust?

Fling the door wide open and let the light come in.

1 comment:

  1. Good poem and good question at the end.
    Jade Li at http://tao-talk.com

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