doors

doors without knobs

that never reach the top

doors with peeling paint

that won't close or lock

with a sign that says keep out

doors for privacy

and for shutting others out

doors that hold us prisioner

doors only we can open

but choose not to

opportunity knocks

dare we open that door

doors that belong to us

that no one else has a right

to open

no trespassing

doors to the past with inside slide shows

to all our glorious, painful moments

moments that made us who we are

and who we are not

its not what we forget

but all we remember

pieces of us

memory the key to all our doors

Sometimes we lock ourselves away from intrusions that are unwanted,withdrawing to sustain.

Sometimes we're locked inside, or outside as a necessity that no one understands So needing

 time to figure it out we must put safe distance in place. The door is a metaphor, up to us to close it or open it at will.