Locked in a house. The house is my thoughts. Which lead to violent actions. These violent actions have me locked in this house. Never to get out.
Anatolia
locked my emotions in for so long. i need to be unlocked. i need to break out. i need to come out of my shell. i need to tell her. i need to be strong. i need courage. please grant me the courage to unlock my heart.
jiao
there’s no way out now
you’re stuck on this path now
and the worst part is, you don’t even know how
after this spinning wheel, spiraling down
how you got where you are
Josh Miller
i am locked into place. I can not move. I feel like I want to break the boundries of my cube but I keep getting pulled back in by the reality. I love that people can go to the moon yet I am lost in a sea of trivial matters when a universe has been opened to me.
Korben Dallas
I was locked out, of my brain. I was going in sane with the rain of messages flowing through my eyes in an instant at a time. I saw the headlines, I agreed with some, others disturbed me, the key to the lock had been thrown out long ago. The keyhole had been killed with molten gold, I was left alone in my mind.
Eric Harrell
I locked the door the other day and all of a sudden I heard an army of wizards. These wizards were all quite tall, disfigured old men with long, beaklike noses. There was a mysterious sort of magical power coming from the center.
chris
Amazingly, he showed up, poking his head over the edge and gasping at me in surprise. “Hold on,” he whispered, grabbing my hand with both of his. “Hold on.” I could feel my grasp slipping with sweat, along with my will. His eyes locked onto mine, and all of a sudden, I couldn’t let go, no matter how much I wanted to. “Hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on…”
Iris
locked up how would it suck to be in prison. i feel locked a lot of the time. locked up in myself locked in this silly silly thing i do with my time where i actually don’t do anytthing with iti just sit aournd and do stupid shit like this. i should totally be doing homework.
locked up
tiffany
locked and loaded is a term for being ready for combat. what I think of the term is that when I am drunk and have lost my house keys.
Cameron Betts
I’m locked! I have been selected to be his assistant. Even though he promised me I could do my own work first, I still don’t want to take the job. I just dislike the feeling of being controled by the person whose character is not match with mine.
joan
the door was locked and she was standing outside. She could hear the screaming. It was sailing threw her, filling her up. The shreiking was growing louder as she pounded on the great wooden door trying to break in. She wasn’t strong enough. There was no way. Her shoulder was burning with the effort of slamming into the solid wood.
Katie
i am locked inside a cage. Help, I gasp. i am struggling to see what surrounds me and i think i am going to faint. i see a light and escape.
...
the door was locked…he hunted for the key but couldnt find it..he dug deep into his pockets looked all around, but there was no way he could find it…and then he remembered leaving the keys on the table before leaving home that morning…he was locked out! on the outside…looking in…as always…
dg3a
locked in boxed in
full of fear
my panic grows manic till I can’t hear.
I need a breath,
to learn to breathe.
I need to feel,
to know reprieve.
I need to speak,
to say the rhyme,
The clock ticks on,
but I know no time.
haylee
George stared at the casio, gently touching the lid. “Should I open it?”, he wondered. He tugged the lid. Locked.
Gregg
Locked and loaded
full of hate and fear
you stab me with your words and eyes
without the courtesy to wait
till I present you with my back
Julia
Locked in this computer. Stuck behind emails and posts in need of reply. Trapped in friendships that I’m unsure of. I can’t wait until it’s all locked up and I know what I’m doing. Maybe there’s some wonder in not knowing though.
D
my little brother locked the keys in his car yesterday. we (my parents + him) used to call it “pulling a jess”. yesterday, though, he officially locked his keys in the car more than me, so we have to change the name. sometimes i forget how alike he and i really are.
jess
I was locked in a cage, scared and alone. Where was he? Why was he taking so long? When would I finally be released? All of these thoughts raced through my mind as I curled up into a ball and anxiously rocked side-to-side.
Brooke
Riley pressed her forehead against the wood of the door, turned the key in the knob, and sighed. She trembled with the effort of suppressing the wild grin that longed to stretch across her lips, then turned and walked to his car, making sure to instill her movements with a sense of carelessness.
Jessie
Locked away inside a cage,
the key is out of reach,
dangling just beyond my fingertips.
I see no escape.
No knight in shining armor.
No genius master plan.
I am trapped here.
For now and forever.
Scarlet
the door is locked with a key I can no longer find, I cannot begin to describe how it feels to know I can not enter anymore. Sometimes the path we choose we find out should not have been taken.
nat
something that shows representation of something being unable to be accessed. Many are on doors, lockers, and usually on things that people don’t want to get stolen, or broken into. A lot of people are skilled at cracking locks, to steal things. Sometimes, something is unlocked until you unlock it by earning something.
zach
My heart is locked in your closet. It’s the graveyard for all the girls’ hearts, you see. With small crosses lined up all in neat rows. You killed us.
Breanne
locked in place
locked in time
being locked in your life
being free
free, no longer locked
people long to be free
i am free
i am locked in time with my memories
locked with you
you and me
katie
Sometimes, i feel like i’m locked out of the world where everyone is familiar with its surroundings. Being locked out is almost as bad as being locked in. I dont like the feeling of being trapped or being excluded. the feeling of being locked in or out in always resulting in negative outcomes.
Jessica Lin
we’re locked behind this door, this dam that we can never get over.
Where’s the key, you ask? Well, I don’t know where it is. Remember? you asked me to hide the key away, you asked me to run away with it.. so we could never have to face this problem again.
But sometimes running away isn’t the right thing to do and now that we’ve come back to us, you’re looking me in the eye asking to reopen all that hurts.
Samie
inside a cupboard, locked away beyond the eyes of ungforgiving children ay the sweets of a king. He had a giant moustache that protruded from his face like a slugged blancmange; he spoke with a thrilling voice, and asked that all the men and women did not cry that he le tthem not eat candy.
Hitch
It’s locked. It’s shut. I’m not allowed in. She won’t even look at me. I’m locked out of her heart. Why won’t she let me be close to her? Where can I get a key?
Jonathan Elins
In a prison in a jail, with no where to go. It can be a prison that does not contain actually bars. It be within the mind. Its dangerous place it never lets you be who you are!!! You must conform and fit the standards of society. Unlock that cage and fly free.
Teanca
locked inside , help. stuck in a long dark tunnel. shame . in there theres no way to get out . let him out. locking in to a space. no escape. its bad to be inside.
peter silva
don’t worry rebecca you’re not the only person who thinks of the next house episode when they see the word “locked”
me
My mind. I am locked inside my mind. No matter how much I try to express myself or communicate my thoughts, I am alone in here. And it is a lock without a key.
Andrew
The door was locked. How was I going to get out? Why was I trapped in this room? What was going on? I know this is a nightmare. I’ll wake up soon. Why can’t I wake up? Help!!!
becky
He grabbed at the door handle with more urgency than he thought he had in him. His hand slid around it, but was it his own sweat or was it locked? “Oh God,” he said.
Hadley
Locked in syndrome is when you can’t move can talk but you’re still there inside your body thinking and thinking and thinking, wouldn’t that be awful? Just you and your thoughts forever, communicating through blinking Morse Code. It would only be bearable if your doctor were Hugh Laurie, which is what is happening soon on House, Mos Def will be playing the patient. God I am such a dork.
rebecca
i think i locked the key to your heart in my safety deposit box hehe sorry i had to make sure it was safe
Tamarra
I LOCKED YOUR KEYS IN MY CAR, SORRY. I GUESS I’M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN UNLOCK YOUR FRAYED, DISTRESSED CHEST AND PULL OUT THAT THICK, CANCEROUS MASS OF ROTTEN MEAT THAT PUMPS FLUID TO YOUR PERFECT BODY.
Daniel Arntz
As her heart ticked away in his hand it hit him. He never had the key, and now he would never have her. She turned her face away from his, blue eyes going cold. And still the steady ticking of the clockwork between his fingers reminded him, never, never, never.
Charlie Rose
i was locked in a room in my mind with no key and no time. how do I get out. how do I let go, how do I forget the questions of the unknown? sometimes i lock my feelings away to stay for another day or answers and concerns but for now they are irrelevant, a fight waiting to happen a day waiting to unfold. another time and another place with the keys to hold all the answers.
Locked in a house. The house is my thoughts. Which lead to violent actions. These violent actions have me locked in this house. Never to get out.
locked my emotions in for so long. i need to be unlocked. i need to break out. i need to come out of my shell. i need to tell her. i need to be strong. i need courage. please grant me the courage to unlock my heart.
there’s no way out now
you’re stuck on this path now
and the worst part is, you don’t even know how
after this spinning wheel, spiraling down
how you got where you are
i am locked into place. I can not move. I feel like I want to break the boundries of my cube but I keep getting pulled back in by the reality. I love that people can go to the moon yet I am lost in a sea of trivial matters when a universe has been opened to me.
I was locked out, of my brain. I was going in sane with the rain of messages flowing through my eyes in an instant at a time. I saw the headlines, I agreed with some, others disturbed me, the key to the lock had been thrown out long ago. The keyhole had been killed with molten gold, I was left alone in my mind.
I locked the door the other day and all of a sudden I heard an army of wizards. These wizards were all quite tall, disfigured old men with long, beaklike noses. There was a mysterious sort of magical power coming from the center.
Amazingly, he showed up, poking his head over the edge and gasping at me in surprise. “Hold on,” he whispered, grabbing my hand with both of his. “Hold on.” I could feel my grasp slipping with sweat, along with my will. His eyes locked onto mine, and all of a sudden, I couldn’t let go, no matter how much I wanted to. “Hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on…”
locked up how would it suck to be in prison. i feel locked a lot of the time. locked up in myself locked in this silly silly thing i do with my time where i actually don’t do anytthing with iti just sit aournd and do stupid shit like this. i should totally be doing homework.
locked up
locked and loaded is a term for being ready for combat. what I think of the term is that when I am drunk and have lost my house keys.
I’m locked! I have been selected to be his assistant. Even though he promised me I could do my own work first, I still don’t want to take the job. I just dislike the feeling of being controled by the person whose character is not match with mine.
the door was locked and she was standing outside. She could hear the screaming. It was sailing threw her, filling her up. The shreiking was growing louder as she pounded on the great wooden door trying to break in. She wasn’t strong enough. There was no way. Her shoulder was burning with the effort of slamming into the solid wood.
i am locked inside a cage. Help, I gasp. i am struggling to see what surrounds me and i think i am going to faint. i see a light and escape.
the door was locked…he hunted for the key but couldnt find it..he dug deep into his pockets looked all around, but there was no way he could find it…and then he remembered leaving the keys on the table before leaving home that morning…he was locked out! on the outside…looking in…as always…
locked in boxed in
full of fear
my panic grows manic till I can’t hear.
I need a breath,
to learn to breathe.
I need to feel,
to know reprieve.
I need to speak,
to say the rhyme,
The clock ticks on,
but I know no time.
George stared at the casio, gently touching the lid. “Should I open it?”, he wondered. He tugged the lid. Locked.
Locked and loaded
full of hate and fear
you stab me with your words and eyes
without the courtesy to wait
till I present you with my back
Locked in this computer. Stuck behind emails and posts in need of reply. Trapped in friendships that I’m unsure of. I can’t wait until it’s all locked up and I know what I’m doing. Maybe there’s some wonder in not knowing though.
my little brother locked the keys in his car yesterday. we (my parents + him) used to call it “pulling a jess”. yesterday, though, he officially locked his keys in the car more than me, so we have to change the name. sometimes i forget how alike he and i really are.
I was locked in a cage, scared and alone. Where was he? Why was he taking so long? When would I finally be released? All of these thoughts raced through my mind as I curled up into a ball and anxiously rocked side-to-side.
Riley pressed her forehead against the wood of the door, turned the key in the knob, and sighed. She trembled with the effort of suppressing the wild grin that longed to stretch across her lips, then turned and walked to his car, making sure to instill her movements with a sense of carelessness.
Locked away inside a cage,
the key is out of reach,
dangling just beyond my fingertips.
I see no escape.
No knight in shining armor.
No genius master plan.
I am trapped here.
For now and forever.
the door is locked with a key I can no longer find, I cannot begin to describe how it feels to know I can not enter anymore. Sometimes the path we choose we find out should not have been taken.
something that shows representation of something being unable to be accessed. Many are on doors, lockers, and usually on things that people don’t want to get stolen, or broken into. A lot of people are skilled at cracking locks, to steal things. Sometimes, something is unlocked until you unlock it by earning something.
My heart is locked in your closet. It’s the graveyard for all the girls’ hearts, you see. With small crosses lined up all in neat rows. You killed us.
locked in place
locked in time
being locked in your life
being free
free, no longer locked
people long to be free
i am free
i am locked in time with my memories
locked with you
you and me
Sometimes, i feel like i’m locked out of the world where everyone is familiar with its surroundings. Being locked out is almost as bad as being locked in. I dont like the feeling of being trapped or being excluded. the feeling of being locked in or out in always resulting in negative outcomes.
we’re locked behind this door, this dam that we can never get over.
Where’s the key, you ask? Well, I don’t know where it is. Remember? you asked me to hide the key away, you asked me to run away with it.. so we could never have to face this problem again.
But sometimes running away isn’t the right thing to do and now that we’ve come back to us, you’re looking me in the eye asking to reopen all that hurts.
inside a cupboard, locked away beyond the eyes of ungforgiving children ay the sweets of a king. He had a giant moustache that protruded from his face like a slugged blancmange; he spoke with a thrilling voice, and asked that all the men and women did not cry that he le tthem not eat candy.
It’s locked. It’s shut. I’m not allowed in. She won’t even look at me. I’m locked out of her heart. Why won’t she let me be close to her? Where can I get a key?
In a prison in a jail, with no where to go. It can be a prison that does not contain actually bars. It be within the mind. Its dangerous place it never lets you be who you are!!! You must conform and fit the standards of society. Unlock that cage and fly free.
locked inside , help. stuck in a long dark tunnel. shame . in there theres no way to get out . let him out. locking in to a space. no escape. its bad to be inside.
don’t worry rebecca you’re not the only person who thinks of the next house episode when they see the word “locked”
My mind. I am locked inside my mind. No matter how much I try to express myself or communicate my thoughts, I am alone in here. And it is a lock without a key.
The door was locked. How was I going to get out? Why was I trapped in this room? What was going on? I know this is a nightmare. I’ll wake up soon. Why can’t I wake up? Help!!!
He grabbed at the door handle with more urgency than he thought he had in him. His hand slid around it, but was it his own sweat or was it locked? “Oh God,” he said.
Locked in syndrome is when you can’t move can talk but you’re still there inside your body thinking and thinking and thinking, wouldn’t that be awful? Just you and your thoughts forever, communicating through blinking Morse Code. It would only be bearable if your doctor were Hugh Laurie, which is what is happening soon on House, Mos Def will be playing the patient. God I am such a dork.
i think i locked the key to your heart in my safety deposit box hehe sorry i had to make sure it was safe
I LOCKED YOUR KEYS IN MY CAR, SORRY. I GUESS I’M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN UNLOCK YOUR FRAYED, DISTRESSED CHEST AND PULL OUT THAT THICK, CANCEROUS MASS OF ROTTEN MEAT THAT PUMPS FLUID TO YOUR PERFECT BODY.
As her heart ticked away in his hand it hit him. He never had the key, and now he would never have her. She turned her face away from his, blue eyes going cold. And still the steady ticking of the clockwork between his fingers reminded him, never, never, never.
i was locked in a room in my mind with no key and no time. how do I get out. how do I let go, how do I forget the questions of the unknown? sometimes i lock my feelings away to stay for another day or answers and concerns but for now they are irrelevant, a fight waiting to happen a day waiting to unfold. another time and another place with the keys to hold all the answers.