A Story Like Poem

Locked Secrets

A Story Made Like A Poem

 

The Thin flexible cover twisted underneath my fingers,

making a chill run down my spine,

the cold embrace it was giving the paper made me excited to open up these forgotten memories.

 

The Lock stood still, waving occasionally while I walked,

Shining in the light  It felt like I was trying to make myself blind,

I looked forward with hopes and dreams,

only  too see a great table,

almost as tall as myself.

 

Being the anxious person I am I tore the key away from my pockets grasp,

with a large grin I put the key in gently,

trying not to break the ever so gentle lock.

 

I twisted my wrist,

My hand swaying at the same time,

a right grasp remained on the key,

I saw a flash of a hard to describe color as it unhooked itself from the strap it was holding onto.

 

Shock took over my face as I saw the greatly dim world become a flash of color,

I saw my fifth birthday,

I saw the day I got my cat Felix,

I saw my parents staring down at me,

I saw all my friends I greatly missed in a presentation of memories.

 

Flicking through the pages of the old and forgotten years of my life,

I smiled,

I laughed,

I hated the day I stopped writing.

 

I picked up a pencil,

I scribbled a few lines,

My handwriting touching lines as colors flew from my pencil,

I saw the memories fly from my pencil,

My latest Birthday,

My Cat curling up with me,

I laughed as the colors hit the black and white world I was in,

I laughed as my friends came into view from my memories.

 

I closed the book,

The book giving a warm embrace too the paper,

Happiness ran through my body,

The cover warm with my touch,

I smiled and walked away.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.11.2015

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