The Wardrobe

Coming to terms with

The Wardrobe

There is a place in my mind

Where I keep my secrets

Memories I cannot abide

But the problem is that I have the key

I can unlock the door at anytime

If only I could erase those memories

The ones that hurt so much

The times that I did not hold you

The times I did not feel your touch

But perhaps it makes us better

To know the pain that should not have been

If only I could write you a letter

Then maybe I can heal