Behind the door

Waiting in the hall, the hall is long and tiring like the cold air i fell as i get colder, i find myself in front of a door, the door i fell as i stand in front of the door i can fell how cold it is just standing here, i look at the door knob and go to reach for it, clear i here as i go in my body fells light like air, clear of air.. clear of any bad things, i let the door close in my mind now im safe and happy, mind is clear.. life is clean.. Now go, Now go.. ill be here like im lockt up.. Here waiting for you, my happy place, my never ending story..
My love. Harts and mine, locket keeper, one hart behind the door locked up.. Free behind the door.