Doors

It's a hallway of mirrors in a nighttime of truth

and you walk forward

laughing faces echoing 

confusing your peripheral 

and there's a door

hand on the knob

turn and push 

while a multitude of reflected doors swing wide

one and the same

tick tick tick tick tick it's endless 

do you see the hinges? these mirrors trick

but you still walked forward

you still made your way here and foot shuffled through

through the door

one and the same

you walked through and now it's dark

it's dark and the light of the mirrored spaces made you blind

and your eyes need to adjust

need to adjust to the dark

the dark that isn't dark

it’s just not what you're used to

the mirrored hallway

being brighter than comfortable

always fear

watch the movies

own reflection's all that's left

go back if you want

you know what's there

empty empty

safe 

uncomfortable

take another step forward

close the door behind you

let your eyes adjust

when you take away the reflection

when you take away the glare of what was

the darkness equalizes

you'll see

you'll see

and where are you now?

that's the scary part, eh?

doorway 

room

doorway 

hall

doorway 

what

who

where

when

why

yes

space

not isolation

all internal

external

as real as you want it to be 

some days mirrored hallways

some days desert carnies

where's the peace in there? 

made 

created 

already all ready?

you have you

feel it

know it

you have you

you got here 

baby steps 

but you did that

no one else 

you

there's no back

no hallway left

just this

this now

be free