The Opening of the Door

I opened the door. Finally.
I didn’t realize that I opened it. A dream told me.
And then I listened to myself and knew that I could breathe again.
Everything that I locked inside was free.
I’m not going back. I can’t.
I shut the door behind me. I think the knocking continues because something calls me.
Maybe someone.
Wanting me to return.
Never.
I will be my Self or I will not be.