It reminds me of a horror movie.
A wall, bricked up
Concealing something behind.
We tore down the wall
Revealing a door, bulging at its hinges,
barely able to contain what’s inside.
Though, we confronted that door,
though it swung wide open,
It remains like the horror movie.
I feel the dark presence inside.
So we stand at the edge,
I’m too afraid to look in,
But we opened that door.
It was the only way to begin.