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Holding the Key

Standing in front of a door.
So much stress
Life's such a mess
A door is always in my face
My spirit trapped between here and there
Wondering endlessly nowhere
Pain and pride purged to no end
Wondering will I find myself again
Space filled with things that don't belong to me
Locked behind a solid door
Realizing I already have the key
Turning it seems to be hard to do
Hanging on to my dreams
That gets harder with each instance in life
Too busy listening to all my inner screams
But finding my way to that door with my key,
That's what keeps me here
I'll never give up
I'll keep searching until I find the right lock
Because inside I know I'll find me.

To be continued.

Wendy Needham