Copy of I Am a Door (3)

I Am a Door.

Recently,
something transpired that altered everything.
Unfortunate coincidence:
a door was among the first to know.

don’t hate doors.
I
fact, In
that time,
at
as I was panicked and frozen,
even
kept wondering why I hadn’t been able to
I
over, rush
hide,
my breath
hold
stay peacefully behind that door.
and
door, which could have been a haven,
That
but actually dared to be a gate.

do people rely on doors so much?
Why
do I? Why
I can’t sleep at night
Now
I know for sure that
unless
the door has been secured.

At home,
the doors lock and I twist and twist
left, right
right, left
to make sure it’s really closed.
Not that I don’t trust the door.

After double checking,
triple,
quadruple,
and yes, I often get stuck in the loop...
By the time I finally make it to bed
and I close my eyes to sleep,
a little whisper reminds me

DID YOU LOCK THE DOOR?

I locked it,
I locked it.
I locked it.
Are you sure?
Of course.
No matter what, I have to go check.

Rome, In
doors don’t lock.
The
to do?
What
I twist the handle to check, it opens.
If
can only firmly press it
I
both hands.
with
the sound of it slamming calm my nerves.
Let
closed. It’s
closed. It’s
closed. It’s
That will have to do.

Only that’s a lie
And I have to check–always.
Under the bed,
In the closet,
Sometimes in my drawers,
For a boogeyman
That’s actually long gone.

But I won’t take chances.
What if the doors are locked
But I’ve closed myself in with a monster?

whoo
oooo
oo
oo
ooosh

Every voice, every creak
Or groan of the house
Is barricaded by the door
Who or what can get to me?
In the morning,
I wake up to distant sounds of yelling
Sometimes I strain really hard to hear
Who is that?
What are they saying?
It gets me every time
I only know that I’m chasing ghosts
After I’ve finally woken up

But even waking up is a hassle
I open my eyes and the door is closed
I open them again and what do you know
That door is open
But of course it’s closed
And yet–there’s light,
sounds that should not be possible
Only possible
With an open door
By the time I really wake up
I mean, open my eyes for real this time
I actually haven’t slept at all