A beautiful soul asked me to write this collaboration with her. Her brother is gay and she wrote in understanding of his feelings. The 2nd verse is my response.
In My Closet Lies Happiness
I live in the darkness, my closet is filled with my secrets
Trapped in a place where I can't be accepted
So I live my life as a lie
Pretend to be something I'm not
Frighten to expose the inner me
Too afraid to just be me
I show this smile, inside my heart holds a frown
My pain, my agony of livin in misery
I look in the mirror..I tell myself
Today is the day I be afraid no more
I release my heavy burden,I stress no more
Who I love is not an issue?
Acceptance of being human is my concern
My bedroom escapades should be of no one discussions
Unfortunately for me I will be discriminated
I lived in a maze, repeatly going around in circles
Walked in to the light, my darkness is too heart wrecking
I will be happy with who I am
There's no perfect person
My homosexuality doesn't define the makings of me
Gay means merry, merry means happy
You choose to judge me, only God can judge
You sin just as u say I do
Living in the closet is all over
I have gay pride, it's who I be
~Poetic Soul
And now you shall breathe, relax
and no longer suffocate inside feelings
suppressed by non-acceptance of ignorance
because of who you are in definition
and self recognition
has you weaving the layers to your importance.
A maze of confusion with no way out
Is just a dark illustrated illusion
Distracted when pride and love for self
Stays hidden and fails to come together in fusion—
And when confidence does collide with strength
Tall you shall stand as you have become
A champion of life
On who have defeated
Those who judge
And try to trip your presence and make you
Fall back in that hole of fear
But you rise and refuse to go back there;
Because this too is life
So live it, capture it, master it
And those who stand between the lines
Of shame and happiness
Become unworthy competitors locked
Inside their own dusty, cob webbed
Closets of closed-mindedness
With their ignorance locked away air tight
By the makings of you; a sculpture
Beautifully constructed by the artists
Known as courage, strength, dedication
And the pride that defines happiness
And a self-worth that has become…priceless!
The closet door is wide open…you are you!
~Tarringo T Vaughan