Through the Door

Saving myself from grace

May have left some indignation on the path.

The road that leads me to temptation

Is riddled with my wrath.

Sensed a little bit of freedom

Coming from my right,

Tried to look for the flag

But it was nowhere in sight.

Stood at a door for longer

Than anyone had expected.

Left a little reason for everyone

And yet nobody collected.

People stood staring at me

Had no idea what for.

Wish someone had mentioned

I just needed to go through the door.