The Door III

The revolving door keeps working
Various characters come and go
Whatever role they’ll be playing
Relative, friend, lesson, or foe

The constant revolving door brings
People who will carry your burden
They’ll inspire you to keep walking
When you fail, they’ll easily pardon

The constant revolving door brings
People who’ll gain your very trust
Then break your heart without warning
Dispose of the shards if they must

The constant revolving door brings
People who’ll boil your very blood
Who’ll blind you from wisely thinking
You’ll want to push them to the mud

The constant revolving door brings
People who’ll bring both joy and woe
Like life, you’ll feel both of those things
Choose if you want the bond to grow

The constant revolving door brings
Vibrant beings or haunting ghosts
They’ll make you feel you’re worth loving
Or bring moments that make you choke

The constant revolving door brings
People with temporary roles
While their limited time might sting
Their lessons feed the mind and soul

The revolving door keeps spinning
Various figures that come and go
Whatever role they are playing
They’ll be there ‘til the final show


The Door (Poetry Series): I, II, III


Header image: Benjamin Lehman.

The Worst Heartbreak

It breaks my heart that I don’t have hers
But what’s worse than this incredible ache?
Seeing her break down after burning out

It breaks my heart that she doesn’t love me
But what’s worse than not being loved back?
Her loss of passion and reason to keep going

It breaks my heart that we will never kiss
But what’s worse than our lips not touching?
Her being numb after life keeps hurting her

It breaks my heart, we’ll never be together
But what’s worse than my worst heartbreak?
Erasing our dear friendship from existence

I’d rather carry the worst heartbreak ever
And still offer her a shoulder to cry on
Her kind soul needs a cleansing catharsis

I’d rather carry the worst heartbreak ever
And also the burden that is on her shoulders
She is never alone, even during her battles

I’d rather carry the worst heartbreak ever
And keeping choosing her joy, day and night
Even if that means she chooses someone else

I’d rather carry my worst heartbreak ever
Her sweetest smile is still worth the hurt
And her heartbreak matters more than mine


Header image: Marek Studzinski of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2026.