The Closet of My Mind

Somewhere in the closet of my mind Reside the many thoughts I left behind The one’s I put aside without a care The one’s I lacked the courage, then, to share For in my youth I feared the ruler’s sting Responses to the song I dared not sing As silence weakly battled my despair I slowly crept to where I didn’t care T’was then, I heard a voice that startled me Shout: "it is your voice, go now - set it free" This voice, this tone, this echo of your being Echoes but the truth of what you’re seeing So speak those thoughts of now and then and when Rethink them and release them once again