Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

 

Locked

 

For my protection

For my safety

I have always created

Personal locks

 

I think of them as

the entry to my

personal space

 

A barrier between

me and the harsh

realities of the

outside world

 

Only I have the key

Only I can open

that space

 

Having been

wounded..

broken…

And …

Destroyed …

one too many times

My locks are the

only way to protect

not only my soul

but my sanity …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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