Door Inside Me

unplugged, acoustic, folk, intimate, steel string guitar

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🚪Door Inside Me

When the noisy day runs thin, 
and the silence starts to breathe, 
thoughts lay down their heavy weight, 
and deep inward turns my gaze.

Then it’s there. 
Uninvited, 
never called. 
This door 
quiet
in a corner of my soul.

I pass it by, once again, 
as if there’s nothing left to face. 
My hand knows 
where the handle is, 
but still hesitates.

Not from courage. 
More
as if the opening 
carried a price, 
I don’t yet know.

Maybe it isn’t the door 
that holds me still. 
It’s the moment before, 
the one that carries all the weight.

This door inside me 
asks no questions. 
It waits. 
And I’m learning 
how loud silence can be. 
This door inside me. 
This door.

Perhaps it’s guarding something, 
not me. 
Maybe it keeps something close 
that doesn’t need a name.

I tell myself
it’s only part of me, 
nothing more. 
And notice 
how often I choose paths 
that lead away instead.

Maybe nothing’s stopping me. 
I’m holding on 
to something 
that isn’t willing yet to go.

This door inside me 
asks no questions. 
It stays quiet. 
And I’m learning 
how loud silence can be. 
This door inside me. 
This door.

And there it stands. 
Uninvited, 
never called. 
This door 
quiet, 
and still 
it pulls me close.

Something slows, 
as if time 
has lost its reason 
to go.

I stay. 
Not because I have to. 
Rather 
leaving would be louder.

When the voices return 
and the day begins again, 
this door remains 
quiet. 
And something in me knows: 
Not everything 
that waits 
is ready now

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