Aimless

I am frantic

Peeking through every new door I come across

Many of them close of their own accord

Most I leave behind anyways

I've forced my way through a few times

I wanted what was denied to me

I left it broken in my wake

The hinges became bent, the latch no longer smooth

Still I did not seem to care

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/y5zw1n/burning_bridges/isp7lqj?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share&context=3

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/y6cfht/truth_or_consequences_nm/isp539d?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share&context=3

Edit: The title needs work. I would say 'aimless' is more how I felt when I wrote it.