Its dark
There's no way out
What is this life?
What is this about?
Walls so close
I can barely breathe
What is this life?
There's something under my feet
I scream silent screams
There is no sound
What is this life?
There is nothing 'round
I reach out and touch
It seems kind of sharp
What is this life?
As I step on the tarp
I reach with my left hand
It starts to throb
What is this life?
As i grab the knob
With one twist
It opens up
What is this life?
Oh, its just a door
What is this life?
The suspense throughout the poem held the reader's interest, I think the poem could have a better, more meaningfull ending; but as you say "it's only a door"- very enticing are doors a bit like pandora's box, whatever next? Wonderfull work here cutietutie22's.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57