In the dark there is a door that doesn't scare me anymore for i think that all the time that i was dreading strangers and my own i was just scared of losing all the things that made my life the wreckage that it is once again impaired but ready for my trial at last i have the chance to clear the slate i have not carved there's no need to make it perfect just a tad better would be nice i'm willing to trade everything which is not much for one more try at, say the last two years that made me more and less than i think i was to be still when i was small i sometimes threw a glance to the hourglass of mine back then 'twas the other side that held the most of sand nowadays i'm bigger but not wiser but i think i understand that now i'm looking downwards and it's still the other side that's filled with grains of memories the most i think i have
Reason for writing:
at the end of an "important" stage of life, as so many do say, I sometimes feel like I've reached the end of life, and not another beginning... which sometimes makes me wonder what I would do when someone gave me a second chance to live through all those years...
Birth sign: Capricorn
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