I watch the clouds go by my window
And what seems to be minutes turns in to hours
Just sitting there watching the white darken
Waiting for it to shower
I roll over in my uncomfortable bed
To stare at my door
Waiting for something to happen
Wishing my life was more
The thunder sounds faint to my ear
As I block out all but the door
The flashes brighten my room
And my feet press upon the floor
Toss the covers to the side
Weak yet I am able to stand
I take my night table
And grasp it with my hand
The silk pajamas hardly move as I take one step towards the door
Only a few more steps to go
Almost at that wooden door
I take another step like so
Three more steps
Now it is only two
Only one step away from the door
Than keeps me from you
I grasp the cold metal door knob
And It slowly begins to turn
But soon my ankles are stressed
And begin to burn
Look down to see the chains upon my feet
I release the doorknob and All I can see
Is those chains
The chains of reality
So I slowly walk back to bed
Head looking at the floor
Pull the covers back over myself as a tear escapes
Knowing I'll never get behond the door...
