That door leads to the crowd

I can't, I can't.
It is hard, it is heavy.
Am I afraid ?
No, I am not.
It is worse.
It is darker.
My feet are naked and
The floor is frozen.
There is nothing, nothing
Around me.
I am feeling empty,
I am scared to be lonely.
The walls,
There is no more paper
On the walls.
I hear them,
I can see inside their mind.
They are starving,
They are dribbling
Like preys, like insane babies.
I can't.
Please, no !
I just can't reach the door,
Because I must go through that corridor.
I don't want to open that door.
It leads to the crowd.