Closed Curtains

Your curtains drape across your soul
covering all that you are with their silkiness.
They are heavy and thick and hang just so
in a beautiful emerald green.

Your eyes reflect golden sunlight
but when you sleep they flicker and twitch.
You talk in your sleep and are vulnerable,
a side the world never sees.

Someday you'll open up to me,
you'll understand I mean you no harm
and tell me all that you are, sweet star.
'till then I wait impatiently.

We all have traumas, secrets and fears.
Locking them away makes them grow.
You hide behind closed curtains,
someday the light will flood through.

poem by Ruth Walters
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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