Closure protrudes from eyes glossed by deafness
Ears scream for more but are blinded by pettiness
A question rose from the grave and replied with an honest answer
Never give up and never pre render
Only pretenders want to see the gates close without knowing why
How can acceptance ever decide the fate of two beings
Let each day come by so the moon sets and sun never rises
Push too hard, the door will stay shut with no knob
Knock hard enough and the door will prop open with time
Walk through and shut the door behind you
Closure captures the self-taught thought that every door has an answer behind it
Know where to look?
Part two out of the three poems.
I hope you enjoy!