My hands are shaking, I don’t know why
I’ve been here before
Yet for some reason I can’t help but cry
New doors, but all of them so far away
The old ones are slowly closing
And they call out strongly my name
What will become of me?
I cannot be sure
But I know there is no cure for what I am
So simple yet so complex
I am unable to see through the fog
And I’m afraid I’m destined to choose wrong
One bad door is all it will take
One wrong move, one mistake and I know
I’ll end up where I have been before
I reach for a knob
Slowly twist the handle
And I pause
Is this the right one?
Will this lead to the promised tomorrow?
Or will this be another hallway filled with sorrow?
I let go
I walk away
Somehow the familiarity of darkness seems more appealing
Than the uncertainty of the next day
I think I’ll sit here a bit more
Surrender to the war inside my head
And stay where I know what can hurt me
And know what will lead me to death