Locked

You have kept me locked in your mind

A deep secret forbidden place where I now hide

Then, why do you expect me to look at you and smile?

I remember the cold windy mornings,

when I stood on the empty ground

I remember the warm 'orangey' days,

where the sun mellowed on the pale white and blue walls

You were always watching me, weren't you?

A sweet smell invading my senses,

like perfume mixed with incense sticks

The rope was always weak,

If only I could tighten it

Alas! You have kept me hidden and locked in your mind

And all that is now left is your faint sweet smell...