Some day the doors will open
To usher me into that world.
Where I’ll see the glory of life,
The happiness, the joy unfurled.
That day may not be very far
Or may take eternity to reach.
Depends whether I take
The escape route or undergo the siege.
The ball is in my court,
As has always been.
To hold it or to throw
Towards the unseen?
HearT SpeaK 