Closet

Closet

The Closet,

So cold, so closed, no air.

My secret,

Keep, I must.

Two-spirited,

Almost lost my self.

Two faceted,

I feel like a traitor.

Years passing before my eyes and I’m stuck.

When will this end? I am tired.

I keep pushing, but for how long?

It’s so dark in here, I could use a ray of sunlight.

But who knows,

Maybe it won’t be for long.

Maybe the time is upon me,

When I’ll finally get to be happy.

To break free from this eclipse, this closet,

Maybe I’ll finally get to be the person in the mirror.

Written by Chomzzy

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3 Comments

  1. realme
    October 08, 06:06 Reply

    been in the closet every day…is very cold and scaring plus overwhelming… I do wonder when would bravery finally grace our lives with it gentle touch…

  2. Mikkiyfab
    October 08, 11:04 Reply

    Very Powerful with just little words spoken
    Thank you chomzzy

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