Window To Tomorrow

Standing in the doorway.
I can't wait to get out.
When I'm alone and no one can hear me shout.
When only I can see the night.
The one that waits up ahead.
Ready to kill me while with me in bed.
Pictures of once known family.
Watch me as I die.
Can no longer hear me cry.
My last breaths escape to safety.
Though it's still tomorrow's dream.
Further than it may seem.