The comfort of closed doors

Hide your tears behind closed doors,

Such is the comfort of my home.
A conversation with the kin

is a game of chess.
You figure out which move to be next.
Towards the future you look with hope,
But fear lurks along the way
Making you trip and sway.

Every step you make fills you with fear,
Building doubt about what you did,
Rendering you helpless
With the weight of it all.
Close all the doors all you can,
Who will protect you from the people inside?
Those who you want to call your own
But when you need them, they don't answer your phone.
Put up your guards, build your inner walls
If you stumble, you will fall on your own.

You need to guard these walls ,
with all your will,
If they come tumbling down,
they will bury you underneath them
Your dreams and vision will lay broken on the side
And the mourners will move on after a while
With better worries to fret over.

Crying more tears,
Will not make them care more.
So rest in corners and behind shutters,
And soon mount up to watch guard,
Protect what you have and who you are
If you have the hope,

of making through it all.

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