The Trap Door

It exists beneath the world we know
A breath away, a shadow ignored 
A reality always living and breathing

Dare to peel back the shallow skin
Discover a door, a forgotten pathway
Down to the foreboding dark within

We all know the hidden ring is there
We go on living pretending we forgot
Keeping our gaze fixed, eyes upward

Always looking ahead to the future
We want, and need, to see success 
Once opened, the passage is one way

The depths of despair become a comfort 
Looking downward gives power, control
From the bottom, an insurmountable climb

Stoic Poetry

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