Walking out of the door,
But you don't realize I'm just outside,
I've learned to like it there,
Here I am gazing at the view,
My head going on with its banter,
And I wonder if you'll ever notice,
I'm right here,
I just haven't made my way quite in or out of the door frame,
And it still scares me,
That I would ever be alone,
So I'll stay right here,
Waiting how the light from inside seems to glow,
But there a black shadow of me,
And oh it reminds me,
Of what dark the night brings in,
Here I go again,
Knowing it's so close but I don't dare go in,
Because I can't quite walk in the door,
And feel okay with it just yet,
And I haven't quite asked to be forgiven,
Nor do I know if it's breaking the rules,
All I know is I am loved like this,
And isn't it funny how the dark doesn't seem to scare me when here I am,
Sitting in the door frame,
But here I am stuck and I can not get in.

-Joshua Banks JJAJ