Lockheart
My heart is a locket.
I hold the key,
to *rusted hinges*
that will never swing free.
I bottle it in,
deep down inside.
Untill the light shines,
I cannot hide.
Everything rages,
let loose, let fly.
As I scream my emotions
to a tear filled sky.
Then lock them away
in this lockheart of mine.
Which will stay closed shut
past the ending of time.
Smiles and sunshine
shine on my face.
While tears and rain
stay in the hidden place
of my locket lockheart.
*refrence Closer By Chris Aechtner
Copyright © Heather Secrest | Year Posted 2013
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