
Elevator Door
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The lost of trust ,heartbreak ,no one understands me ,I'm scared,no one will listen to me ,what will they think of me
And as I think of all those things in my head I create this door
that use to be open slowly begins to close
how I close people from myself and my inner feelings
to afraid to have someone get close to me
only for them to disappear
I keep to myself because I only trust my own intentions
It's the only thing to prevent depression only to see it continues to happen again
the more a door get filled up with so much emotions
That when someone have the guts to open the door seem to awaken an explosion
palled on with so many problems left unsolved looking for a place to start
I tell myself that I'm fine ,I'm ok ,that I can handle it ALL BY MYSELF
But no matter how loud I yell it
I can't handle all this by myself
because when I'm not strong enough I will need that someone who will caught me when I fall
that can be the person to give me the strength to stand again
When I don't want anyone to know ,don't want anyone one to worry.
because it gives them a reason to care
when I try to open up the doors there is always that past memories that fear that makes me slam the doors shut to all the helpful hands
When no one seems to have the times for my problems but I make time for theirs
door begin to close again
keeping them so shut tight only leaving yourself alone with no one
no one to talk to but empty walls which suffocating me with EVERY bad memory
I won't let go of
leaving everyone on the other side of the door
having the power to change that with a press of a button
OPEN
to fill that room with people who care for me
but I chose to push everyone away
and the more that I try to tell myself that it's for the best is when I realize
I'm hurting myself
only making the voice calling for help get ignored
Being alone doesn't stop problems from coming but build them up until into your present and future
when I have people who care if I let them in to try and help me
I don't have to try and handle everything on my own it's ok to ask for help
I need to open up the doors in order to loosen the pain and fear that tied around my life
Then I will see where open doors take me
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I can relate to this one too and I feel people say in due to time it will get better, but that's not always true. If you asking me about advice I would say writing poetry was my first step, next was going out for walks and just taking in the fresh air and nature around. You have to connect to life before you move on or let sometimes, it's almost as if you talking to someone that's always there. Like you've never lived until you meditate on the beach at 5:30ish in the morning when the sun rises or when fishing in the ocean or a lake or even laying in the grass at a park looking up at the sky trying to figure out what those damn clouds remind you of.
See it's sometimes the small things in life that people for some reason over look. I use to ride my bike a lot in the woods on the bike trails, there's so many things you can do to connect with nature that will set you free. I love to write poems underneath a maple tree in the fall when the leaves would fall over my head or watching the birds and squirrels play. I could go on and on as you can see.
But see your not alone, I use to say this so much, over and over. See you have poetry, the world, your family, me and MVP. We are the small things in life that wouldn't probably notice us on the first few times, we are people that are over looked but when we stick together in our moment's of weakness; we are stronger than any disaster that could kill us. I have built, held, and molded my dreams into a reality through the help of others; they were my energy and my strength. So let me be yours, when your down just read this; read your poetry and see what you have built with your own two hands. To see what everyone else in that classroom had miss, that you are alive and you are special even if they can't see it the first few times. Because we are that diamond in the rough and that needle in the hay stack, so it is hard for people to find and see us; but be patience because when they finally see you they will cry that they couldn't be there when you needed them the most.
Even if I don't need the help that the very moment, I would love to chat with you and exchange ideas and other cool jazz stuff like that. It is always a good feeling to have someone out there going through the same thing and a person who has been there and gotten through it. I'm here to give my simple life answer for someone who doesn't need to go through the drama, hurt, and experience to find the answer to the solution. Oh and by the way I'm Shameer, Meer for short; doesn't really matter to me cause I'm the man with a thousand names. So i figure why not give myself one that I actually like.
Mafi :
The man of all whispers, the man of all the limitations to what life hasn't shown very kindly, the man who knows he's limitations and that doesn't even come close to this planet, the man who defines gravity without failure, I am so many things but it took time to become all those individual beauties that have given me so many thankful things; like meeting you
i agree with mafi
notice the image of elevator closing in
reverse that notion with elevators opening up
it leads to freedom
it navigates your way to where you have to go
keep yourself actively involved with activities that inspire you
This is so you. You describe the reason why you do what you do so well. And that vocabulary on point! Them metaphors and the way that you make the words flow, it's just fantastic