I am trapped. I don’t know how I shall escape or if I shall escape some day either. Right now, I am in this dark building. Every corridor, every wall I see a hundred doors. I have opened many of them before and stepped into the other side expecting to find the fresh air waiting to embrace me, only to find myself falling into what seems a never ending abyss. When I hit the bottom, I am back in these halls, with more doors. I know not where each will lead me. I’ve been ensnared by memories, captured by emotions, infuriated by failures and yet, nothing has eluded me more than the door that takes me outside these hallowed halls.
Every night, I am haunted by these thoughts. I wonder if I shall escape anytime soon. Only time will tell me I guess. I see dreams of that elusive door down a dimly lit corridor. It is the only corridor that has just the single door. But as I near it every time, it seems to be getting farther and farther away. I have searched without any setbacks, not losing hope or the desire to find the way out of this place, but I am beginning to doubt myself. I am beginning to doubt I have the desire to escape from here. Voices I once heard willing me on, now are beginning to fade away. I don’t see the light leading me on, just the darkness arresting my thoughts. Nemeses with wicked intentions appear to be leading the rhythmic beats of my heart astray. I appear to be chasing illusions.
The road ahead needs to be traveled with hope, desire and expectations. I must trudge onward with the weight of my world on my shoulders. For that, I need to escape. I need to find that elusive door.
A door that leads me out from here; I am trapped in the intricate maze of my own mind, unknowing which is the door that will free me from this confinement.
Three Word Wednesday (Words were Arrested, Rhythmic, Wicked)