What is This Knocking?

"We won't stand for a facade."
                               ~Say Anything

~What is This Knocking?~

My door is closed.

I have no intention to open this door.

Shut to the outsider,

Shut to the people around me.

Friends that try, fail.

Lovers who try, don't make it to the door.

I have been burned before.

I have felt the sting that comes with friendship.

Surface level friendship is not friendship at all.

The real me longing for more than a smile and a hello.

Craving love more than food.

And hoping that one day I will open the door.

What is this knocking?

Who made it this far?

It continues.

It perseveres.

My door is closed.

And I have made myself alone.

Trying to love.

Trying for more.

A shut door is not a policy that works at all.

The real me has no chance to be, if I do not say hello to love.

Craving love more than this world.

And hoping for hope to open the door.

I am alone.

I am...

Where is the I Am...?

I am retreating back.

Beyond the darkness...I am.

There it is again.

That knock.

Again...again...

Should I go...go and maybe not be alone?

For surface level friendship is not friendship at all.

A shut door is not a policy that works at all.

Craving the I Am...and knowing that the knocking is from Love.

Hand on the knob...a creak...a light...

Hello...