key. closed to the world. private. secret. hidden away. why?
Akirah
trapped and no control
none
none
none
thats only good when its the
one
two
of us. oh baby please. together.
kate
locked away it has been for so long. So close now. I imagine your face. So close.
dana
Locked is frightening. It represents fear, seclusion, helplessness, and a general lack of autonomy.
Christian
The door was locked. It figures, he thought. They had had a fight and he had expected as much. She said he wasn’t listening to her, he wasn’t letting her in. There relationship didn’t seem to be progressing. She said his heart was locked.
kelli
The door was locked. It figures, he thought. They had had a fight and he had expected as much. She said he wasn’t listening to her, he wasn’t letting her in. There relationship didn’t seem to be progressing. She said his heart was locked.
kelli
tight, impossible to open, forever out of my grasp and unattainable
tdizzle
today i was going to mess with my friends backpack, but his locker was locked and i was really angry about it. it was going to be a such a sweet revenge prank, bc he pinched me even though my shirt was 100% green. i mean come on, you dont do that. it worked out in the end though. locked
chris
I am locked in mortal combat with myself … two natural urges competing for control of my demeanour. The one: self esteem, success, confidence, strong projection of a capable intelligent man. The other: inadequate feelings, fear of being stupid, ugly, fallible, mutable. After all this time and all this success … after achievement after achievement after achievement … the old feelings settle in again. Why?
bobo
inside a cage with no air, no sunlight and no food. i have been left here by my captors hoping to waste away until i reveal the secret plans for the hidden missle silos. if anyone reads this, i just happened to find a computer somewhere and i need your help… call me at 949-338-62
samuel harris
what does locked mean? does it mean that something is barred from access? does it mean that something requires a key? a password? well i suppose it has many definitions, but the word locked to me sounds like a pretty negative word….hmm i just think that locks are like restraints on the mind.
anonymous
The door was locked. How do I get in? What’s behind this door? It’s everything I ever wanted. Everything that I could ever dream of. Art. Music. Love. Let me in. I need the key. Please. Please. Please! I’ll pound and pound. I need to get in.
Nicholas D.
locked away from everything i want to be. i want to see, to taste, to smell possibility and see what i’m supposed to become. someone holds the key. most likely myself. unlock the possibility.
amanda
She was locked in the cell. No matter how much Erin tugged at the door handle, it wouldn’t budge. She beat on the door when she discovered they had left her inside, then she escalated to screaming. But when her throat became raw, all she could find to do was sink into a corner and wrap her arms around her knees, tears streaking her cheek, hoping someone would rescue her.
marie
LOCKED AND EMPTY WALKING LIFELESSLY TO FIND YOU INTERRUPTING MY DREAMS AND BECOMING A NIGHTMARE.
Lila
in a cage and no place to go. can’t be freed, lonely, isolated, forgotten. screaming but no one can hear. how do you get out of this.
Mel
She locked the door behind her. Once Erika was sure she was alone, her legs gave way. With nothing keeping the emotions back, she let it all out. She screamed and cried, alternating between curling up in a ball and hitting the back of her head against the door. This couldn’t be happening, she thought.
Marissa
She gave me one thing, one little tiny thing to show how much she cared. a key. and she said, “you need a key because my heart is locked.”
Evelyn
it is a very locked door everytime. if you unlock it, you must have a key! if you don’t have immediately call a lock-smith! maybe it is your last chance for a locked door!! quick!!
Khan
in my heart, in my mind, my mouth stitched closed, my eyes stitched closed.
my hands till cramped from the stitching, but it stops me from seeing my handiwork, and laughing about it at those who can still hear.
rob ramsden
Locked away
emotions and thoughts
fears and hopes
locked away
to protect self
and to protect hope
locked away
who knew such parameters
would create such restrictions
locked away
is how I am now
locked away emotionally, physically
resistant to any infiltration
m
my mind is
locked
nothing creative
locked
why does she get attention
locked
nothing nice to say
locked
mattie may
Locked up tight. Room and ruler in hand. Cracked open a bottle of rum, silky dollops down throat. Roman dinner last night. There was a force keeping me down. Locked in my chair.
Joshua Valence
the door is locked because the deranged man behind it doesn’t like to be bothered a lot. his collection of hands and eyes make it difficult for people to get along with him. he’s not a killer just a collector, he always remembers to lock his door.
Danielle fitzsimmons
i have never seen a love so distasteful in my life. she is landlocked, he the sea. he swallows her whole but not the same way that she does and he doesn’t seem to mind and she doesn’t seem to care does she care? i think she cares but under all of her used up wares she is crying a little, chipping at the paint.
March 17th, 2009.
Christine Oania
I was locked inside you heart shaped box for life. I didn’t even try to escape. I just amused myself with fantasies of us in a perfect life.
Joy
and loaded. a box in a corner of the garage, green and rusty and filled with forgotten things. it might have had a key once, but i never saw it. I looked for a field hockey ball in it once, and found my father’s softball glove rotting away, serving as home to a very happy brown recluse.
meghan
locked in my, no one cares.
I hate those who hate me back.
Don’t Fuck with me, or I’ll lock you in my dark room!
Devin
Locked in deppression. It’s a terrible thing. Can’t find a way to get around the heavy veil of oppression to keep going…to make something of my self…Some day
Zetsubou
Now the door slammed. She was locked. No way out, it seemed. The window had metal bars on the outside, and no other opening, no handle on the door. She sat on the bed and pondered what she would do.
anja
My heart is locked in a state called love
my world is safe and free
I love the way she holds my hand
and lets me know her kisses are the key
to my day and night as they go back and forth
and inside my mind I think
If I loose the key to this lock
will my freedom still be inside me?
english perez
once, i got locked out of my room for 15 minutes and thus skipped class. the woman tried three keys before calling pro-staff, so when i was let in, i took my pants off and went to bed. i would have been a half-hour late to class, so i just didn’t.
alicia
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
mike ish
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
mike ish
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
mike ish
i was locked in my own mind by my inability to speak properly. I am embarrassed by my language handicap. My vocabulary is not where I would like it to be. I am always locked verbally.
Katelyn
unlock this chastity belt that i have put on.
let me go explore the others i had left behind.
and when i see you down the road, i can only hope you’ll lock it once more….
until you are ready for me to be your whore.
amy
She was blindfolded, gagged, and locked away. The man had crept up behind her as she was walking home, and she had woken up in a room devoid of light. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door grating open. He was back.
vish
She was blindfolded, gagged, and locked away. The man had crept up behind her as she was walking home, and had woken up in a room devoid of light. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door grating open. He was back.
vish
The door was locked in the basket store. The baskets were all wet, because they were created in Ball State’s Underwater Basketry class. The Professor of that class is addicted to peanut butter. Peanut butter that is delicious. MMM BOP. MMM BOEP. We have binders to do soon. they won’t be locked though. The doors at Mohammed’s don’t lock very well…
key. closed to the world. private. secret. hidden away. why?
trapped and no control
none
none
none
thats only good when its the
one
two
of us. oh baby please. together.
locked away it has been for so long. So close now. I imagine your face. So close.
Locked is frightening. It represents fear, seclusion, helplessness, and a general lack of autonomy.
The door was locked. It figures, he thought. They had had a fight and he had expected as much. She said he wasn’t listening to her, he wasn’t letting her in. There relationship didn’t seem to be progressing. She said his heart was locked.
The door was locked. It figures, he thought. They had had a fight and he had expected as much. She said he wasn’t listening to her, he wasn’t letting her in. There relationship didn’t seem to be progressing. She said his heart was locked.
tight, impossible to open, forever out of my grasp and unattainable
today i was going to mess with my friends backpack, but his locker was locked and i was really angry about it. it was going to be a such a sweet revenge prank, bc he pinched me even though my shirt was 100% green. i mean come on, you dont do that. it worked out in the end though. locked
I am locked in mortal combat with myself … two natural urges competing for control of my demeanour. The one: self esteem, success, confidence, strong projection of a capable intelligent man. The other: inadequate feelings, fear of being stupid, ugly, fallible, mutable. After all this time and all this success … after achievement after achievement after achievement … the old feelings settle in again. Why?
inside a cage with no air, no sunlight and no food. i have been left here by my captors hoping to waste away until i reveal the secret plans for the hidden missle silos. if anyone reads this, i just happened to find a computer somewhere and i need your help… call me at 949-338-62
what does locked mean? does it mean that something is barred from access? does it mean that something requires a key? a password? well i suppose it has many definitions, but the word locked to me sounds like a pretty negative word….hmm i just think that locks are like restraints on the mind.
The door was locked. How do I get in? What’s behind this door? It’s everything I ever wanted. Everything that I could ever dream of. Art. Music. Love. Let me in. I need the key. Please. Please. Please! I’ll pound and pound. I need to get in.
locked away from everything i want to be. i want to see, to taste, to smell possibility and see what i’m supposed to become. someone holds the key. most likely myself. unlock the possibility.
She was locked in the cell. No matter how much Erin tugged at the door handle, it wouldn’t budge. She beat on the door when she discovered they had left her inside, then she escalated to screaming. But when her throat became raw, all she could find to do was sink into a corner and wrap her arms around her knees, tears streaking her cheek, hoping someone would rescue her.
LOCKED AND EMPTY WALKING LIFELESSLY TO FIND YOU INTERRUPTING MY DREAMS AND BECOMING A NIGHTMARE.
in a cage and no place to go. can’t be freed, lonely, isolated, forgotten. screaming but no one can hear. how do you get out of this.
She locked the door behind her. Once Erika was sure she was alone, her legs gave way. With nothing keeping the emotions back, she let it all out. She screamed and cried, alternating between curling up in a ball and hitting the back of her head against the door. This couldn’t be happening, she thought.
She gave me one thing, one little tiny thing to show how much she cared. a key. and she said, “you need a key because my heart is locked.”
it is a very locked door everytime. if you unlock it, you must have a key! if you don’t have immediately call a lock-smith! maybe it is your last chance for a locked door!! quick!!
in my heart, in my mind, my mouth stitched closed, my eyes stitched closed.
my hands till cramped from the stitching, but it stops me from seeing my handiwork, and laughing about it at those who can still hear.
Locked away
emotions and thoughts
fears and hopes
locked away
to protect self
and to protect hope
locked away
who knew such parameters
would create such restrictions
locked away
is how I am now
locked away emotionally, physically
resistant to any infiltration
my mind is
locked
nothing creative
locked
why does she get attention
locked
nothing nice to say
locked
Locked up tight. Room and ruler in hand. Cracked open a bottle of rum, silky dollops down throat. Roman dinner last night. There was a force keeping me down. Locked in my chair.
the door is locked because the deranged man behind it doesn’t like to be bothered a lot. his collection of hands and eyes make it difficult for people to get along with him. he’s not a killer just a collector, he always remembers to lock his door.
i have never seen a love so distasteful in my life. she is landlocked, he the sea. he swallows her whole but not the same way that she does and he doesn’t seem to mind and she doesn’t seem to care does she care? i think she cares but under all of her used up wares she is crying a little, chipping at the paint.
March 17th, 2009.
I was locked inside you heart shaped box for life. I didn’t even try to escape. I just amused myself with fantasies of us in a perfect life.
and loaded. a box in a corner of the garage, green and rusty and filled with forgotten things. it might have had a key once, but i never saw it. I looked for a field hockey ball in it once, and found my father’s softball glove rotting away, serving as home to a very happy brown recluse.
locked in my, no one cares.
I hate those who hate me back.
Don’t Fuck with me, or I’ll lock you in my dark room!
Locked in deppression. It’s a terrible thing. Can’t find a way to get around the heavy veil of oppression to keep going…to make something of my self…Some day
Now the door slammed. She was locked. No way out, it seemed. The window had metal bars on the outside, and no other opening, no handle on the door. She sat on the bed and pondered what she would do.
My heart is locked in a state called love
my world is safe and free
I love the way she holds my hand
and lets me know her kisses are the key
to my day and night as they go back and forth
and inside my mind I think
If I loose the key to this lock
will my freedom still be inside me?
once, i got locked out of my room for 15 minutes and thus skipped class. the woman tried three keys before calling pro-staff, so when i was let in, i took my pants off and went to bed. i would have been a half-hour late to class, so i just didn’t.
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
IVE BEEN LOCKED IN MORTAL BATTLE WITH TEARNOGOGGS NOW FOR 300 YEARS AND WE HATE EACH OTHER ….
THEY SMELL A FUNNY COLOUR
i was locked in my own mind by my inability to speak properly. I am embarrassed by my language handicap. My vocabulary is not where I would like it to be. I am always locked verbally.
unlock this chastity belt that i have put on.
let me go explore the others i had left behind.
and when i see you down the road, i can only hope you’ll lock it once more….
until you are ready for me to be your whore.
She was blindfolded, gagged, and locked away. The man had crept up behind her as she was walking home, and she had woken up in a room devoid of light. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door grating open. He was back.
She was blindfolded, gagged, and locked away. The man had crept up behind her as she was walking home, and had woken up in a room devoid of light. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the door grating open. He was back.
The door was locked in the basket store. The baskets were all wet, because they were created in Ball State’s Underwater Basketry class. The Professor of that class is addicted to peanut butter. Peanut butter that is delicious. MMM BOP. MMM BOEP. We have binders to do soon. they won’t be locked though. The doors at Mohammed’s don’t lock very well…