God Sent

It's hard to reflect in the middle
Things must end before looking back
Yet days go and the wave has yet to end
Like a knock on the door
These rays of light shine on my skin
I see them and my heart shakes
When I felt it I suddenly know how long I waited.
Like something I can't cough up
Some meaning is stuck in my chest.
The knock at the door left me with a letter
Buried in my chest, a wall of a thousand tears sealing it's fold.
I push, I hold, I try.
All I ever do is cry
Everytime I try to open my little reason.
So I can find out why.