I Can’t Open

behind every door is
another blockade
the next further fortified than the last
I wish I could give you the master key
if only I could get through the messy mass of
thorny vines covering the safe
even then, I don’t know the combination

every time you manage to crack one open,
you are disappointed to see another that I have
to keep everything out.
the endless strings of black
desperately trying to delve into the depths,
to strike me
again and again
where it hurts the most

it is a maze that
I don’t think we will ever get through
and I’m hidden at the end.

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