Lost Key
I’m the heartbreaker
with a broken heart
its not on my sleeve
its padlocked in a trunk
in the basement
buried six feet under
and I’ve lost the key
still holding onto feelings I haven’t buried
they trouble me during the night
and worry me in the day
I have no rest
can’t call it love
its no longer here
can’t call it hate
I haven’t the energy for it
there’s a storm where my heart used to be
its been raining there ever since
dark clouds brewing inside
lightening flashes are the only light
its flooded there and I’m drowning
dear Lord where did I put that key
by Felecia
Posted on October 19, 2012, in Poems and tagged literature, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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