When I Get There Poem by Fergal Dunne

The doors are always open,
I just can't get down the hall.
Like a fly in a cathedral,
I just can't find the wall.

Why am I always last through the fire,
I drink but can't satisfy my thirst.
Why do I always walk a tightrope.
When you love me like I am your first.

Help me open up the world.
Turn the lights on in the hall.
Help me understand my feelings,
Carry me when I fall.
Help me shed the old skin,
Don't ever let me crawl.
Help me turn the pages,
Loving memories to recall.

I have been through changes,
Feeling lonely, that’s no surprise.
But as soon as I get there.
I know I'll claim my prize.

Inspired by Emlia Valentina

Copyright F E Dunne 2006