by Nick Gisburne
Where are you, tiny doorway to my dreams?
You show me other worlds, beyond compare
Unparallelled excesses and extremes
Yet everything is real when I am there
My life is dark, a sea of empty space
But all is bathed in light behind the door
I long to see our secret, special place
I know that you can show me so much more
Where are you? Why so difficult to find?
You stir my rage, at every twist and turn
Your spiteful games manipulate the mind
I wonder if my brain will burst, or burn
I see you, hiding. There, inside my skin
I cut another doorway, and walk in
