Locked
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...