The closet door pounds

As he lies safe and sound

His father checks under the bed

Expelling bad thoughts from his head

Monsters aren't real; he knows he lies

Behind that door lies his demise

Grabs the fairytale book; decides to toss it

For he is the monster in his closet

 

"How long must I hide?"

He asks as he cries

Tears he can't be allowed to show

Hiding the truth his dad can't know

Next door a boy like him moved in

Would he soon be more than a friend?

Before he could know, his father stopped it

Don't play with the monster in the closet

 

Suppressed within himself

No one to call for help

Trapped inside of who he should be

Deceit so thick that he can't breathe

He's told that who he is is wrong

The hate piles up for so long

The pain was searing; he finally lost it

And he killed the monster in the closet

 

Why must this be real?

Why shouldn't we feel

Exactly what our hearts desire?

Why must some fight love with fire?

Please, open up to who you are

With kindness, we can heal the scars

If we fight hate with love, we can stop it

And we can save the "monsters" in the closet