There is a lock to my heart that has never been opened. Not once. I thought it might have been one or two times, but it wasn’t. It was left locked with me and I’m the only one who knows what’s lost inside.
Alyssa
Every key she tried didn’t work. It was futile. Nothing would budge the large and intimidating lock on the gate she was currently facing. A sigh of exasperation escaped her thin lips and she brushed back her sandy hair as she stared down her nemesis. This was useless.
Cammy
There are too many of these and not enough keys. Lock the car, lock your doors, Gilderoy Lockheart? What you do with your phone when it is not in use. Lockets and
other things that are close to your heart and other cliche shit about lovers and things I could do without.
Unlock unlock unlock
Glockenspiel
Catherine
I lock the door when I am going to sleep beacuse of the noise and no one care about it
lior
They were having alot of fun but she had a tinkling feeling that something was off. Maybe it was her brain telling her that she can’t feel this happy.There she was, lying on the sofa waiting for him to come back having these weird thoughts. Finally she shoved they away and turned on the television. When he returned she was in utter shock that he had a knife in his hand…she ran for the door as fast as she could…when she reached the door,there was nothing left to do because it was locked.
the rust crunched as she hastily locked the portal behind her. Yet, she gets lost in a tangle of thoughts and realizes she is not safe, she will never BE safe. The lock is temporary, the door is only material. They are getting to her, coming in, shattering all walls and safety nets around her, they are here. In her head.
and key–which brings to mind the things that irrevocably go together while being completely different, sometimes even seeming to be opposite. Does that happen with people too? When a body recognizes something foreign to itself, it uses a type of lock:key system to identify the invader.
Sally Pursell
Maybe on a door? Or on someone’s heart? You’ll need a key or a large sledgehammer to break through.
The doore was locked but not with a lock I had ever seen before. It was not quite a padlock but mde of wood with carving on the sides. What coud such a little lock hold.
Maddie
I heard the lock click into place behind me, (damn), as I stood outside, shivering in a thin tank top and my panties. Who installed this self-locking door, and put padlocks on the outside of the gates around our yard? Who wanted to lock me in?
Trapped in the small white room saturated with light bouncing off the spotless walls, Joseph found himself locked away from the world, away from his past, away from any notion of the joys he might have experienced many years ago.
Locked out. Fuck. In my own backyard. How did this crazy event occur? The door slammed shut behind me, as I ran out to chase away the neighbor cat from our garden, wearing only my panties and a thin tank top. Who installed a self-locking door anyway with lockable padlocks on the gates, if for no reason but to lock me in my own house…?
sure, the boy was a criminal. but what can one expect? he had learned to pick locks using only his mind. any lock too. banks, safes, zoos, you name it. in one month he was a millionaire. no one could catch him
המנעול בדלת העץ הכבדה היה כבד גם הוא, עשוי מברזל ומתנדנד בכבדות. מוקי ניסה להגיע אליו, אך ידיו היו קצרות מדי, ובכל רגע שעבר אשתו גססה מאחורי הדלת. אין ברירה, הוא ידע, היא תמות.
Noga
Yeah, I’m a clamp that locks things. Folk sometimes wish to have their belongings clamped down upon, and I’m the clamp they call. Squeezing, pinching, vice-gripping, clutching’n’such — I does it all, yessiree-do-bob. Ask me about my weekend rates.
A place somewhere in the the mysterious grey matter we all like to think we possess so very much of, lies a thing so painful or disconcerting a thought that we swear never to think on it or speak of it. We lock it away in a desperate attempt at a new chance or to somehow be better than what we once was. All the while never realizing the futility of our quest.
he fixed the lock. mouse is a made man. he slept with don tortoises wife the night before, and he still owns fox 700 dollars. life was good…or was it?
Jesse
Michael walked briskly to the hidden hallway. If he didn’t get there fast enough, Anastasia will- No, he told himself. Don’t think about that. Save her. When he reached the door, he was surprised to find it locked. “Damn!” he exclaimed.
Emily Woods
Locking the door behind him, a sigh of relief was left truncated by the slam of a sledgehammer against the wood, rocking its frame as well as his. Immediately the chase began a new, breath abandoned to the wind as he sought out the side alley exit.
i was locked in my room for days when i was captured and it was sad. locked up not nice at all. it not sgood
Onesha Hughes
Lock the keys in the car .
Baby we’re leaving and we ain’t coming back.
Lock all your worries ,
Leave all your stuff.
Forget about everything and just lock the door.
Take no thoughts , no emotions.
be determined for a
New tomorrow.
Monica
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Locked. Trapped. The hold you can’t escape. A mental boundary. Limits. Can’t escape a bubble of restrictions. Tight. Grip.
Linda
My hands fumbled with the tools in effort to rush through the door. I dropped one, leaning to pick it up, I kicked it through the crack under the door. I stared blankly at the door; my brain froze and sort of stuck on, “It’s locked. It’s locked. It’s locked.”
Lauren Nichols
lock
erika
There aren’t keys to every lock
Just the ones we know, the known unknowns, the things that hide behind our eyelids waiting for us to blink, the remains of half-forgotten dreams
Kylie
the word lock seems to block my mind up like the actual definition of lock, i’m stuck, i can’t progress. something holds me back. i daydream about cute boys and wallow in my fantasy worlds….lock lock lock, still stuck behind that door.
the door is locked i am locked the world is locked the secret is a lock. i am a lock, a secret a mystery that so far no one has tried very hard to unravel. don’t think just write, easy for you to say.
Claire K
Your lips are set. Dead locked, and keeping from me the words I want to hear. Smiling- your features are brilliant. Stop it.
I need the combination, and I won’t give up.
Your lips are set. Dead locked, and I love the challenge.
I’ll make you say it, I won’t let up till you slip up. So, boy, come on, lets hear it.
Your lips are set. Dead lock.
Locked in and locked out where will we end up? Depending upon whose locked us in or out shall determine our future? No way! No way at all. I certainly hope I do not get left behind in this crazy old place. Don’t lock me into my own destiny. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.
Naomi lewis
lock is a word that I can’t say.. my door is not lock, nothing is lock for me because I’m free
no one will lock my door… no one
isi
The lock clicks into place. I turn to face the only other occupant within the room. He’s sitting casually at the table, long manicured nails clicking repetitively against the too-white table.
My life is behind bars. No keys. No lock. Just bars. No way out. Imprisoned forever without escape. Impossible salvation. Damnation.
FaridaEzzat
I wanted to lock my lips and throw away the key. I was tired of saying too much or saying things that I should have never said. We’d had too many unnecessary comments and too many feelings hurt. It was good to be truthful but after all this pain, I needed a lock. Find me one.
he turns over in the dark, stiff sheets rustling about their legs, and stares. he tries to find her in this woman’s sleeping face, but finds that he cannot.
large, steady hands softly move stray strands from Her face.
“I don’t know who you are anymore.”
To lock away one’s dreams is a crime. No one can tell you what to lock away – your love, your life. No one can lock you away against your will. To lock one’s soul is such a shame, and the world will never see the real you.
megan
A boy was locked outside his house. His parents were drunk and arguing. They didn’t see their child outside, looking at them through the window. The child just walked away. Along this curved path, he saw creatures of shadows spiraling around him. He grabbed a sword, a stick next to a lawn, and began to run towards them. He never came back, some say he is night’s twilight.
Armando Delgado
The lock is hidden.
As is the key.
When you manage to find the lock, you have piqued my interest; hopefully yours is as well.
When you find the key, the excitement arises in both of us.
And when you put the two together….
There is a lock to my heart that has never been opened. Not once. I thought it might have been one or two times, but it wasn’t. It was left locked with me and I’m the only one who knows what’s lost inside.
Every key she tried didn’t work. It was futile. Nothing would budge the large and intimidating lock on the gate she was currently facing. A sigh of exasperation escaped her thin lips and she brushed back her sandy hair as she stared down her nemesis. This was useless.
There are too many of these and not enough keys. Lock the car, lock your doors, Gilderoy Lockheart? What you do with your phone when it is not in use. Lockets and
other things that are close to your heart and other cliche shit about lovers and things I could do without.
Unlock unlock unlock
Glockenspiel
I lock the door when I am going to sleep beacuse of the noise and no one care about it
They were having alot of fun but she had a tinkling feeling that something was off. Maybe it was her brain telling her that she can’t feel this happy.There she was, lying on the sofa waiting for him to come back having these weird thoughts. Finally she shoved they away and turned on the television. When he returned she was in utter shock that he had a knife in his hand…she ran for the door as fast as she could…when she reached the door,there was nothing left to do because it was locked.
the rust crunched as she hastily locked the portal behind her. Yet, she gets lost in a tangle of thoughts and realizes she is not safe, she will never BE safe. The lock is temporary, the door is only material. They are getting to her, coming in, shattering all walls and safety nets around her, they are here. In her head.
and key–which brings to mind the things that irrevocably go together while being completely different, sometimes even seeming to be opposite. Does that happen with people too? When a body recognizes something foreign to itself, it uses a type of lock:key system to identify the invader.
Maybe on a door? Or on someone’s heart? You’ll need a key or a large sledgehammer to break through.
The doore was locked but not with a lock I had ever seen before. It was not quite a padlock but mde of wood with carving on the sides. What coud such a little lock hold.
I heard the lock click into place behind me, (damn), as I stood outside, shivering in a thin tank top and my panties. Who installed this self-locking door, and put padlocks on the outside of the gates around our yard? Who wanted to lock me in?
Trapped in the small white room saturated with light bouncing off the spotless walls, Joseph found himself locked away from the world, away from his past, away from any notion of the joys he might have experienced many years ago.
Locked out. Fuck. In my own backyard. How did this crazy event occur? The door slammed shut behind me, as I ran out to chase away the neighbor cat from our garden, wearing only my panties and a thin tank top. Who installed a self-locking door anyway with lockable padlocks on the gates, if for no reason but to lock me in my own house…?
I walked out and locked the front door, and that was it. It was over. I was never going back, I didn’t have to. It feels good to be finally free.
if there’s a key, there has to be a lock. *awkward hand motions*
sure, the boy was a criminal. but what can one expect? he had learned to pick locks using only his mind. any lock too. banks, safes, zoos, you name it. in one month he was a millionaire. no one could catch him
המנעול בדלת העץ הכבדה היה כבד גם הוא, עשוי מברזל ומתנדנד בכבדות. מוקי ניסה להגיע אליו, אך ידיו היו קצרות מדי, ובכל רגע שעבר אשתו גססה מאחורי הדלת. אין ברירה, הוא ידע, היא תמות.
Yeah, I’m a clamp that locks things. Folk sometimes wish to have their belongings clamped down upon, and I’m the clamp they call. Squeezing, pinching, vice-gripping, clutching’n’such — I does it all, yessiree-do-bob. Ask me about my weekend rates.
A place somewhere in the the mysterious grey matter we all like to think we possess so very much of, lies a thing so painful or disconcerting a thought that we swear never to think on it or speak of it. We lock it away in a desperate attempt at a new chance or to somehow be better than what we once was. All the while never realizing the futility of our quest.
he fixed the lock. mouse is a made man. he slept with don tortoises wife the night before, and he still owns fox 700 dollars. life was good…or was it?
Michael walked briskly to the hidden hallway. If he didn’t get there fast enough, Anastasia will- No, he told himself. Don’t think about that. Save her. When he reached the door, he was surprised to find it locked. “Damn!” he exclaimed.
Locking the door behind him, a sigh of relief was left truncated by the slam of a sledgehammer against the wood, rocking its frame as well as his. Immediately the chase began a new, breath abandoned to the wind as he sought out the side alley exit.
i was locked in my room for days when i was captured and it was sad. locked up not nice at all. it not sgood
Lock the keys in the car .
Baby we’re leaving and we ain’t coming back.
Lock all your worries ,
Leave all your stuff.
Forget about everything and just lock the door.
Take no thoughts , no emotions.
be determined for a
New tomorrow.
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Locked. Trapped. The hold you can’t escape. A mental boundary. Limits. Can’t escape a bubble of restrictions. Tight. Grip.
My hands fumbled with the tools in effort to rush through the door. I dropped one, leaning to pick it up, I kicked it through the crack under the door. I stared blankly at the door; my brain froze and sort of stuck on, “It’s locked. It’s locked. It’s locked.”
lock
There aren’t keys to every lock
Just the ones we know, the known unknowns, the things that hide behind our eyelids waiting for us to blink, the remains of half-forgotten dreams
the word lock seems to block my mind up like the actual definition of lock, i’m stuck, i can’t progress. something holds me back. i daydream about cute boys and wallow in my fantasy worlds….lock lock lock, still stuck behind that door.
the door is locked i am locked the world is locked the secret is a lock. i am a lock, a secret a mystery that so far no one has tried very hard to unravel. don’t think just write, easy for you to say.
Your lips are set. Dead locked, and keeping from me the words I want to hear. Smiling- your features are brilliant. Stop it.
I need the combination, and I won’t give up.
Your lips are set. Dead locked, and I love the challenge.
I’ll make you say it, I won’t let up till you slip up. So, boy, come on, lets hear it.
Your lips are set. Dead lock.
Locked in and locked out where will we end up? Depending upon whose locked us in or out shall determine our future? No way! No way at all. I certainly hope I do not get left behind in this crazy old place. Don’t lock me into my own destiny. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.
lock is a word that I can’t say.. my door is not lock, nothing is lock for me because I’m free
no one will lock my door… no one
The lock clicks into place. I turn to face the only other occupant within the room. He’s sitting casually at the table, long manicured nails clicking repetitively against the too-white table.
They sent you in to diagnose me, then?
I nod.
They didn’t tell you who I was.
My life is behind bars. No keys. No lock. Just bars. No way out. Imprisoned forever without escape. Impossible salvation. Damnation.
I wanted to lock my lips and throw away the key. I was tired of saying too much or saying things that I should have never said. We’d had too many unnecessary comments and too many feelings hurt. It was good to be truthful but after all this pain, I needed a lock. Find me one.
he turns over in the dark, stiff sheets rustling about their legs, and stares. he tries to find her in this woman’s sleeping face, but finds that he cannot.
large, steady hands softly move stray strands from Her face.
“I don’t know who you are anymore.”
To lock away one’s dreams is a crime. No one can tell you what to lock away – your love, your life. No one can lock you away against your will. To lock one’s soul is such a shame, and the world will never see the real you.
A boy was locked outside his house. His parents were drunk and arguing. They didn’t see their child outside, looking at them through the window. The child just walked away. Along this curved path, he saw creatures of shadows spiraling around him. He grabbed a sword, a stick next to a lawn, and began to run towards them. He never came back, some say he is night’s twilight.
The lock is hidden.
As is the key.
When you manage to find the lock, you have piqued my interest; hopefully yours is as well.
When you find the key, the excitement arises in both of us.
And when you put the two together….
I cannot even fathom that glorious day.