Other Side of the Door

I sit on the inside,

Waiting for my escape.

Freedom from the darkness that 

Surrounds my empty heart.

I have tried to save 

what's left of the broken pieces.

Trying to understand

Your point of view.

On the outside, 

I can see the way 

that everything 

used to be.

I can only hope for

the other side of my door,

To show me the way home.