You fear it,
The door you never dared to look behind.
You're content with not knowing;
Scared of what you will find.
What if the door leads to better?
Your thoughts of what is worse,
Overpower the better.
It could be a letter,
Maybe some dust.
You relish the thought of ending it.
IT being the torment of not knowing;
Your thoughts will never allow such treason,
Always jumping to conclusions,
No time for reason.
Never knowing what you will find
Behind that door
All this time.