The Real Halloween

Skeletons In The Closet

I have a skeleton in my closet
the closet of my head.
It reminds me of secret things,
things better left unsaid.
I fear one day it will come out
and I'll be so ashamed.
I wish that I could tell someone
about my skeleton and my pain.

I really tried to beat in
but so often I give in
to the deep and dirty secret
that is my private sin.
I've tried to figure out
just what could have caused it,
but the only thing I know
is there's a skeleton in my closet.

I want someone to believe me
about just what they did,
but my family deals with secrets
by keeping them well hid.
At night I still remember
and the memories haunt my sleep,
but the skeleton in my closet
says, "Don't you make a peep."

The war may be invisible,
but the battle is very real.
And I'm a P.O.W.
bound by chains that I can feel.
A spirit loves to torment me
from realms I cannot see.
and the skeleton in my closet
hisses,... "Victory!"

The religion that should free me
only ties me down.
The lies and misinterpretations
really have me bound.
Oh, I know they all meant well
as they showed me quote, the way.
And my skeleton drew close
and said, "Listen to what they say."

I fear I never will be free
of fear and guilt and doubt,
until the skeleton in my closet
has finally come out.
Fear and shame flow like water
from a wide open faucet
and my life is being controlled
by the skeleton in my closet.

I know that every person
has a skeleton of their own,
and just because we're not perfect
doesn't mean life don't go on.
But I want to put my skeleton
where it truly needs to be.
I want to finally bury it,
before it buries me!

From my Sermon Series - Skeletons In The Closet
Everbody has a Private Skeleton or perhaps Family Secrets. The truth is, while religion my treat the symptoms, it doesn't cure the disease. Only through a healthy and growing relationship with Jesus Christ will you find the healing that your soul longs for. So, here's hoping for some happy healings for all of us!