One Door Opens Poem by simon thorpe

Lying awake at 3am, the darkness can engulf your very being,
Oppressive, stifling, overbearing, a heavy overcoat on a warm summers day,
Silence weighs heavily on my mind,
No peace, just chaos dancing in my mind.

I wish he would take off his hooded cloak and show his face,
The unknown a frightening beast indeed,
Comfort comes with the break of dawn,
But I can't open the door to let in the light.

I am locked in shackles, talons ripping at my skin,
But deep within, I find a sense of inate calm,
Without the dark, there wouldn't be stars,
The same stars that light the path of hope,
Darkness takes off her hood, and dawn smiles at me through the open door