Hearts Lonely Door

I hear the cold steel door close as my world becomes dark once again.

I hear the footfall of others as they live in the splendor of life’s light.

Constant is their movement as they pass by this lonely hearts cold door.

And I wonder if this punishment of mine will last forevermore.

I pace back and forth in the darkness confined by the walls of heart and mind.

And I ask God how loving someone with heart and soul is construe d a crime.

I bump into wall after wall as in dark circles I continuously roam.

And I remember as if in a dream a life before this darkness became my home.

More footsteps I hear from the other side of this hearts lonely cold door.

I hear voices filled with laughter; jocular emissions of sound…

I cry once more, for I once knew that life that lives beyond hearts lonely door.

J. Allen Wilson © 12/10/08

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