My Closet
(Disclaimer: This is not a "coming out" thing. The closet idea just seemed fitting. LOL, it still sounds odd.)
Tonight, I will go to my closet
And do my shameful deeds
Where the eyes of friends, enemies
Not even I will ever see
These walls will block all sound
And hide me from my guilt
No evidence will be found
But my pride, it will be stripped
And when thought has all but ceased
Defeated, I will say, “no more”
But in my words there is no peace
For in truth, my resolve is poor
And when tomorrow becomes today
In my heart, I already know
For forgiveness I will pray
But back to my closet, I will go