The recesses
Of my heart remain
Barren.
Not touched by human hands
A cursed padlock hangs
Over the crevice
From which the steady beat
Reverberates.
This lock
Brings pain,
As it rusts with time
And my bones creak
And ache with
The metal.
This lock has taken
Its toll on me,
And it has cost me a
Great deal, honestly.
The flow of tears and blood
From my body never seems to
Cease.
But, with time,
The rust will fade away,
And I will know serenity
Once again.
The search for The Key
Continues forever.
I'm plauged in a world
That never ends
Alone in this place
I am condemned
Cursed to this life
Which has no plan
The pain in my heart
can no more expand
Watching and waiting
Just wishing to die
My soul is aching
My dreams cannot fly
I'm a person with talent,
A future to uphold,
But those are just many
Lies I have been told
I feel like I'm walking,
But not going any where
There is plenty of time,
But not one second to spare
Why am I still living?
What do I expect?
That an angel will come down
And save me from this wreck!?
Yet...there must be a small
Hope hiding inside,
Because surely I would
Have already died
How wil
The warm sun shone on her face, ruddying her cheeks and lighting her eyes with a different glow.
Outside.
She had seen it in glimpses through the slatted windows in the basement,
Bright light that was all the warmer to be shining through the glass.
It was rare that she might be up and not working, able to take the time to look out,
Even rarer still to enjoy the warmth upon her face, and close her eyes, pretending she was breathing fresh air.
And now, she was doing just that.
How it had happened, she wasn't quite sure, but it was a moment to celebrate, a moment to enjoy.
She opened her arms, as if she could embrace the light,
As if she could