I have always loved the closet
Even as a child, I felt drawn to it
Not for me laughter and light
But only the warmth and darkness of the closet
I felt safe, away from prying eyes and judgemental stares
But as I grew up, I realized
Hiding away is a coward’s choice
And so, one bright sunny day
I opened the closet and walked out of it
I embraced the brightness and allowed the light to warm my soul
Ah! Should have done this sooner
The closet is my safe place but the world my playground!
A good poem about coming to one’s own, embracing self and finding one’s own way. I enjoyed this.