BEHIND THE DOOR
I slept in my room,
and when I woke up,
I was in a dark space
filled with doors and nothingness.
I opened one door —
happy memories came flooding in.
At that moment,
I knew the dark space
was my mind.
I wanted to open another.
A voice — desperate — said not to.
It begged me not to.
I still did.
In that room were memories,
memories I didn’t remember.
They were sad,
like I forced myself to forget them.
And now, I did it.
I opened the forbidden.
Since I opened this door,
I can no longer leave,
get out of this dark space.
Now I’m stuck,
aimlessly wandering around,
replaying and replaying the videos,
the movies kept behind that door.
It’s like I’m in a never-ending loop.
@AmarachiAkubuiro
@AmyChuks

















