It’s light outside
And dark in here
I can’t open the door
And let anyone in
The shades are shut
The blinds are closed
If they see me
They will know me
The real me

So here I sit
Alone again
Too scared to open
Open up about me
The door stays closed
The windows shut
Who will help?
I call to no one
Lonely, again

The darkness grows
And my pain grows too
Eating inside
I devour myself
Death has consumed me
The lie has become my friend
Why am I still lonely?
Lies offer no comfort
He stalks, waiting

Confess, confess!
I remember the words
Known and loved
All my darkness
Already known
All my lies
Already paid for
I open the door
Only to find
Loves embrace

I wrote this during a time when my sin caused incredible isolation. I was scared to confess because I didn't want to let anyone see the real me. It meant I was in hiding... for a long time.

God already saw it, though, and already deemed me worthy of His mercy.

When I opened the door, I let the light in.

"The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it."
- John 1:5