Insecure

[Tim Aeus]

The door is so clear,
Its edges glow with promise
My hand extends to enter, to chase darkness with light,
To simply be surrounded,
But the key is crawling away,
Fumbling and lost and maddening,
The door whispers sweet and soft and slow
And the more I desire, the quicker I fade
I crawl into myself, and I feel the door’s stare
My hand stretches into the unknown,
But all I am is cold,
The door turns to darkness,
And I am still alone

[miyako73]

I like this except the last line. Maybe you can rewrite that. "Sweet soft melodies" sound like a mouthful cliche. Maybe you can find a different adjective that means both sweet and soft.

[Tim Aeus]

I think you're right on both counts. Cheers.

[zoolane]

The door is so clear,
Its edges glow with promise
My hand extends to enter, to chase darkness with light,
To simply be surrounded,
But the key is crawling away,
Fumbling and lost and maddening,
The door whispers sweet and soft and slow
And the more I desire, the quicker I fade
I crawl into myself, and I feel the door’s stare
My hand stretches into the unknown,
But all I am is cold,
The door turns to darkness,
And I am still alone

Sound like someone being locked out and for while so go slightly mental.