Doors

I was sitting out side of a door looking at the light that pressed through from the other side. there wasn't much I knew about what was beyond those doors, and yet, I knew it was someplace wonderful. I looked down at my feet where darkness was and realized I was stuck the cords of darkness inspired by the past would not leave my mind. My hands trembled more then normal the pain in my stomach grew as it sometimes would do. I closed my eyes to find myself in a painted world with roads spread before me.  I looked back down at my feet knowing well that they were stuck and yet I picked up one foot and placed it in front of the other. I started to walk the unmarked roads behind my eyelids searching for some direction. In someway I always thought I'd see the light from those doors but they never came. Every so often I would open my eyes to the black and white world of dark and light, I would see the doors and light spreading under the door I would then look down at my body to where darkness lived and I would cry out for help... the cries never carried far for the darkness would snatch the words right when they left my lips. I close my eyes and continue down the maze of roads with no direction.