Closet

Something I once hated 

A place that made me wanna die

A place where the worst was thought

A place where I developed 2 new sides

Locked in unable to be on the other side

Is now a place I hide a place I feel safe inside 

Total darkness is now my friend

Once uncomfortable 

Now I highly recommend

Inside of the closet my body runs thin

No energy

No glee within

Just sinking in my own stream 

Never to leave until I can breathe

Body shaking like the leaves on a windy night

Two old pals come back to fight

Now there is three they all sound like me

But thinking differently

When they come I know 

Yes I know

I'm walking backwards 

My body goes deeper in the snow

I drown myself like when I sat in the tub with my eyes wide open

I feel comfortable in the mess that causes the wind to call my name

Wanting to leave early is what my pals say

My voice the one I knew as a little girl

Now silent 

Tired of yelling being unheard

Feeling of no hope and sorrow

When my pals

The ones with the mouths sowed shut

Yet still louder then the pumping of my blood

When they push me to the river with my hands tied back

The voice I heard as a little girl

Drags me back to land

Saves me everytime when I'm almost rolled in

And opens her mouth to say once more as always before

Remember the moon and the stars 

Remember the sun and it's scares 

Remember the wind and its heart

Remember the light from the dark

Remember the girl in your heart

The one that screams start

She never said end

To end is what you can get to after you begin

When those words are said it reminds me

There is so much more 

It is just the start 

Of a 16 year old storm

Searching to be subdue

So she can rest not in darkness 

But luminosity

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