shut the door

I can shut the door.
Outside of that,
there's little I control,
but I can shut the door.

I can close this space
and trap myself inside.
A gentle push is all it takes.
I can shut the door.

Empty cubicles,
oppressive, bleak, and still
feel less ominous when
I can shut the door.

Feel like giving up.
Quitting. Had enough.
Closing up brings calm.
I can shut the door.