Doors

Traveling down a path, all turning to black
The idle abyss, stalled or not with the pack
Need to think, receiving a reset
How to go forward, perceiving to transit
No longer working out, another dead end
One door ends, another to begin
What will it be, will it be worth it
Bridges that burned, or mold from neglect
Never understanding the why or the reason
Need to protect from unknown treason
Doing something different, why not just call it a sin
One door ends, another to begin
Moving forward, no matter how small
Call it order, from a crumbling wall
A hidden castle, or room with a view
Holding secrets, helping to see through
Distractions aplenty, throw em in the bin
One door ends, another to begin
How many doors, have you made it through
Did you leave a rope, for others to grab onto
If nobody will follow, don’t bother to wait
They’ll come when they see, all is ok
Until then, use the key of the skeleton
One door ends, another to begin