Somber & Sorrow

Clumsy Locksmith

A lonely night

An empty cup of affection

An empty bottle of presence

A locked closet full of fresh memories in a distance

An elastic love, stretched and pulled far enough to leave deep cuts and bruises

A cold room yearning for the warmth of their touch

An expressionless face, a blank canvas

Feelings once locked for an eternity, now in a troubled search for the misplaced key, again, clumsy locksmith

Heavy heart behind jail bars, no desire for escape, in an empty prison.

For one, a garden where the sun shines and flowers bloom, for the other, an emotional massacre in an imaginary torture room

Foraging for a lost identity for a explorer stripped of their map and destination

Hallucinations of a love potion surrounded by the beauty of thorns, roses, snakes and a fire

A meaningless locket, starving for the privilege of purpose