Closed and Unmarked
Lost in thought I sought and sought in a jungle of memories, which with every passing second fades into the distance but struggles to disappear. I walk through the foyers of my mind- on each side open doors all except one – closed & unmarked. I edge towards it anxious and afraid, turn the lock but it will not budge. The memory of u is trapped behind a closed door. I bang and kick and shove and kick, everything hurts but not a creak. U are forever locked away in the crevices of my mind- a door that refuses to be opened with memories that WILL NOT...CANNOT be forgotten... S.S