"Doors" By Garrett R.

"No one wants to feel anything like this. All the doors are open, pick one, any one, think of the possibilities, then watch as door after door slams shut in your face. You hear the maniacal laughter of your own soul betraying yourself over and over as more and more deadbolts slide effortlessly bracing the opportunities firmly sealed. Love, liberty and everything you could ever stand for is taken away. Dreams, ambitions, are you running out of breathable air yet? Suffocating in this closet of endless and unreachable chances and hopes allows you no room for thought. Becoming one with reality. Of everything that is, you are nothing. Your only solace is that you could never ruin anything to really effect anyone, you are powerless and no one would ever care, no one could ever care. The handles of your dream doors gather dust as you quit attempting to escape into a world of fulfilled desire and everything naivety told you. Blood pounds through your head as your blank mind ponders it's own pitiful existence, you wish you could blame it on something, anything but yourself. Truth brutally slams against your skull, forcing realization. Your dreams, your plans and your untold story of greatness that never came to be shine in your eyes and glisten down your cheeks. No escape seems punishment enough, the last door pushes open with ease, a tunnel ablaze with fire awaits you. On the other side of the fire you can make out a room, a room with many doors, doors open just waiting to close at the smallest glimmer of hope. You step into the tight space knowing that only more self destruction awaits you...no one wants to feel anything like this."