Staying hid

I cannot see  
through this door,  
through this fear,  
through this door I fear  
will open.  
 
Land mines trip
underfoot,  
shatter hidden hope,  
shatter hope of staying hid.  
 
Asymmetrical recriminations.  
I was blamed.  
I blamed myself,  
for cowardice and tears.  
 
The boy haunts the man,  
the man conceals a knife,  
life favored neither  
now neither favors life.