Lock and Key

This is an older one. I actually wrote the date down! May 3, 2008

My troubled emotions just can't let me be;

won't show me how blind I am, what I can't see.

Hurt and alone I stand, trapped inside me.

My thoughts are a locked gate, and I have no key.

 

Standing and watching, this life is so cold.

I can't try to run; it's a move that's too bold.

Things crumble to pieces as hard times unfold.

I fall and fall fast without something to hold.

 

I remember a time when life, it made sense,

before I got angry and my actions got tense.

But now things are different, my thoughts are more dense,

watching and waiting at the foot of a fence.

 

They all watch too; it's a matter of time.

They're led to believe I won't think of self-crime.
Everyone asks, but I still say I'm fine;

they want me to tell them, so I make up  this rhyme.

 

The truth is believe me, I'm far from okay.

You need to ask questions, and mustn't delay.

I have so much that I'm dying to say

before it's too late and they send me away.

 

These troubled emotions that can't let me be;

the things that I want to but still cannot see.

All of it hurting and trapped inside me...

My thoughts are locked up dear, and this is your key.

Author's Note

Not like the rest of my poetry. I was at a different place in life.
Feedback would be nice!

Reviews

[Sevendayspast]

I loved it ! Simple as that :)