There is a doorway

There is a doorway out of hell
Called love
As you near it
You see the sky

why is the highway
so empty and bare
am I the only one
walking there

No, there are shadows
trying to escape
writing the names of their souls
in the dust

if I can say it
I must experience it
Or am I still a child
Waiting to be called

I’m sorry I shouldn’t be sorry
I’m angry that I’m angry
I’m conceited by my conceit
Yet still I see the door called love

Or maybe I have it wrong
The whole world has escaped
Through the door
And I am the one
Left behind

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012