Closets of Our Lives

Written by: Richard Moriarty

Dark shadows drift against a wall deep gloom penetrates the prisons of our souls things that live from a darkened past dominate lives that have surrendered with continually downcast eyes keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Locked in a perpetual state of the past prisoners of tear-stained days and continuing nights of gloom not allowing a light to break into our hidden rooms lost souls surrendered to a darkened past keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Walking through the shadows of today memories of heartache of yesterday weigh heavily on us each passing day keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Living with the trials of our lives bitter tears streaming down pale cheeks not able to walk in the light of day keeping us chained to the wall of the closets of our lives Clenched fists pound on locked doors screams for help go unheard bitter tears stream from blood-shot eyes keeping us locked in the closets of our lives The turn of a key is faintly heard the call of a voice softly through the door brings signs of faint rays of light as someone opens the closets of our lives. A day of hope has arrived help comes at long, long last as a smiling face is seen in the bright of the day freeing us from the closets of our lives. Dedicated to all of those individuals who feel trapped in the darkness of their lives, and to all of those persons who aid in unlocking the Closets of Their Lives.