the shadow world

it's a world
in between worlds.
a shadow world
of doubt. of secrets
and things
hidden from your eyes.
the lies of omission
cloaking my world
in fog.
not knowing where
to step,
what words to use,
what place
to sit.
it's a murky cave
of running water,
locked doors and
misunderstanding.
I hear the constant bell
of a phone.
the desperate ding
from past lovers.
I hear the birds
outside
the window.
i'm startled by touch.
I know there's
another heart in this
room, somewhere.
I know there's
a window,
to open, a shade to raise,
a door
that isn't closed.
I remember the blue sky
and sun,
the open and free world,
the joy of life,
but where?