There is a knock at the door
The hour is late
The house is quiet inside
A bare bulb lights the room
I am not expecting anyone
Who could it be at this hour
I carefully approach the door
Peer through the peep hole
I can only see darkness
I immediately know who it is
A familiar visitor from my past
I reluctantly touch the door knob
Clench my teeth, close my eyes
“No!” I whisper. “I can’t.”
I’ve come too far without it
Come too far to let it return
There’s another knock at the door
The pounding is harder
Memories and emotions resurface
Darkness wants to return
It seeks to immobilize me
Filling my life with sorrow
I release my hand from the knob
Step away from the door
The knocking persists, then stops
Silence returns to the house
Yet I know they will return
Old acquaintances testing me
I’m learning not to let them in
Learning how to deal
With the familiar knocks
Learning when to answer
And when not to answer the door
© 2019 CGThelen
140 Character Christian 
Powerful!
Well-crafted poem! We all experience a forgotten, yet familiar knocking in our own lives.
Thanks.
Smart move. With God comes wisdom. With wisdom comes discretion.
Amen. We must stay vigilant each day and watch for the evil one’s deceptive ploys. Blessings to you.
Amen! I can relate big time! I get hit with things from my past a lot. It can be very paralyzing at times. May the Lord comfort our minds and hearts and give us peace. God bless you!
Yes, may the peace of the Lord envelope us and reassure us. Blessings.
Beautiful poem. I love it!
Thanks. Blessings to you.