The Doorway

I stand in the doorway.
"Save me!" you cry.
I reply, "I can't".
In a voice so bitter
you tell me you want to die.
To me you've been dead inside for years.
I'm between two worlds in the doorway.
I tell you that I'm sorry.
"I have save myself" I say softly.
"Go then," you tell me before
You take another drink of Vodka.
I turn from the darkness,
Close the door,
And walk into the light.