Behind the door

december?
she made YOU passing the sill
and closed the door - behind you
it's hard to believe what you see...
everything and nothing
cannot describe with words
words of pain - or words of hope...

you feel bashed and adored by your own creation
that is now laughing about you
about your will to live - and your will to die!

you missed the point!
did not see that you brought her into being
being...being what?
what you can't realize...
but now YOU passed her sill
and will never understand!