Locked Door
Who closed the door?
Was it you?
Why?
Did I say too much?
Was it such you turned away?
Did I do too much?
Or not enough!
I know it is rough,
but
I can only be
who I am
so therefore I will be
here
in your mind,
but do not mind me
for I am behind you.
Lost,
looking for a key which doesn't fit
Copyright © Liz Mckenzie | Year Posted 2006
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment