you knew it was there,
you know that it's there.

you think one day it will be gone,
far away,
that you can eventually be yourself again.

but no, you realise.
it is only stuck here, inside of you.
you wont ever recover.

not tomorrow,
not the next day,
nor the day after that,
it becomes you, already.

that one last door open widely for you,
waiting for you to come.