Closed

The gates of my heart are still closed guarded with a stone wall still standing tall waiting for the day it will be opened showing all the love, hatred, depression, joy and sadness it holds holding strong to my emotions without the notation of what will become of me because of the things I have seen using all my five senses against me Taste-bitter was the taste of something that use to be sweet Sight-blind sided by what's right in front of me and not looking at what it could be Touch-I reached out to touch what's right in front of me and it fades away Smell-the sweet smell of lavender that faded away Sound-hearing the familiar voices that torments me even when I sleep still waiting for the rose petals to settle and re-open my heart