Coming Out of the Closet (Poem 12) 

 

My closet was full

The clothes and other contents falling over one another

 

My closet was full

I couldn’t find what I wanted without everything toppling over

 

My closet was full

Most things inside were hidden in plain sight

 

My closet was full

It was giving me anxiety and sleepless nights

 

It was time

To get rid of the excess baggage

 

It was time

To hear the calling of the burdened one (s)

 

It was time

To reach out to one(s) tucked away in some corner

 

It was time

To let out those that hadn’t seen the light of day in ages

 

It was time

To come out of the closet for many

 

 

 

In response to text prompt number 12

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