These chains which bind our limbs,
shackled to the eternal unknown and
I shatter the walls they’ve constructed.
Our lips were prisoners in the silence
of disdain but sweet nothings would
escape and seep through the mortar.
Steven
i’m locked in these feelings. and unfortunately. i don’t possess the key to get out. : (
aja
I was locked out of my room again. Standing in the shower, shampoo foaming in my hair I came to this realization. I forgot my dorm keys. So I stood in the hall, in my towel, water dripping from my hair.
skim
I locked the door when I left the house. I didn’t know what to think when I descended the stairs because all I knew, there was someone watching me leave. Maybe they had a key to my door they copied one time when I left.
Stephen H.
I’m locked in a room with no escape only to find that the key to get me out was with me all along! :D
Olivia
there was a time when I felt locked in. I was unable to go where I wanted, or so I thought. Today is much different; I believe in myself and freedom
L A Vogel
locked up, locked out, locker. this is a word that has negative connotations.
a
locked. Locked up real tight. In a situation. Perhaps one involving gear. Locked is definitely a word I like to use. Locked down – Like Love Lockdown, the Kanye West song that might be beyond brilliance. Locked. A key in a door is a very basic example of a lock. Open the door. Or be locked.
Luke
Locked in a room, away from my friends my emo heart beats so slow, so slow. All the blood in the world can’t equal my pain. Oh woe, I’m locked. Locked away. Yay.
Circury
Locked up tight, like Pandora’s box. Secrets are sealed and never meant to be opened; but as everyone knows eventually they have to be let loose, no matter how much damage they’re going to cause. Is it better to hide the box or confront secrets?
Tasha B.
being so put in the drkness with n one there to help uou out everything is just lame and greasy and so blind like the memories of a mrder. Locked with nothing but hope to get out one day and become free in the sunshine and the breeze
Ahmed
aslkdjflskjdieand die die die die die i’d rather just die die die die.
locked is a no. locked is always a no. this door is locked. you cannot open it with out the right key. i’ll never have the right key. locked is always a no. i’d rather just die die.
mary
Locked in my mind, I can’t get you to speak and say the words I want you to say. Why aren’t you cooperating? You’re a part of me that isn’t doing what I want you to do… I just want to know what the problem is, but you can’t even give me that answer.
Kate
I am locked in a closet. I hate being in the closet because it is so dark and scary. It is also incredibly small. I wish someone would let me out of the closet. I am claustrophobic and do not wish to be alone here. Oh wait. Here is the key. I am free at last! None can lock me in the closet ever again. Then someone takes the key and shove me back in the closet, locking me in for all eternity. NOOOOOOO.
Nick Moisan
I’m locked in a cage. o.o
Saiko
door prison cell abyss secret place palace castle truth hide safe time away hidden lies belief time
Me
The key doesn’t always work the way it’s supposed to. Some things insist upon staying locked. Like minds. Minds stay almost perpertually locked. Until they aren’t. Then they’re open and we aren’t people anymore. We’re something else. Something bigger. Something more. We’re unlocked. Open.
Julie
My heart is locked; I won’t let anyone inside, not even myself. My truest feelings were getting so muddled inside of me, that I had to pluck them out of the confusion and place them safely in my heart. And my heart is locked. Good luck figuring out the password combination… I closed my eyes and chose random numbers. You’ll be lucky if you can get in. You probably even have a better chance than I do. Don’t ask me how I feel–I don’t know.
-fiction-
mallory
why is everyones mind locked. who told us not to speak what we’re thinking. why is it so hard to comunicate.
ophelia
the door chained
i have the key
hidden
where he wont dare to search
open
i am FREE!
Sandy Jones
The word locked makes me think about the cubicles in a toilets! Is the door locked? Well I can’t get up….at the moment! I guess I’ll chance it?! Hello there…there’s something walking into the toilets! Help! I better get up!
BNW
Locked away and forgotten
We smile
Isolated from society
we smile
darkness all around us
We smile
I don’t want to be me anymore
Jes Rasmussen
i am locked inside my head and i cant get out. i feel as if i am locked inside a never ending tunnel ready to cave in. i believe that getting locked up is an interanl affair that never goes away. i want the key and i want to be released from the prision
kailee
trapped, i have no where to go; i’m alone; i’m afraid…locked away from the rest of society; where’s the key; where’s the answer; shut up; sheltered; outcast;
dm
she locked the door behind her, the beating of her heart reminiscent of a visitor on the otherside. Carefully she makes her way down her dark hallway, not daring to turn on her light. Her breathing echos in the void, daring to give away her position to her unseen and yet unknown pursuer.
Angela
I honestly don’t know what to write about “locked”. I guess I’ve always had a fear of being locked somewhere I can’t escape. You know those specials you used to watch when you were home sick from school with stage magicians escaping from giant water-filled fishtanks? Yeah, I would ALWAYS hold my breath. Scared me to death. Still does.
Bess
the door was locked when she stepped slowly up to the house. She had worn the wrong shoes, she wanted a cigarette. What was she doing? What would this conversation even accomplish?
Jane
lokced represents being captured or being locked in a place it may symbolize insecurity or restriction.. it may also represent just a muscle being locked or tightened wchich is extremely painful..ive heard i wonder how you can tell that the muscle is locked..like a locked jaw.this girl i dont like showed me when her jaw locked..but she didnt know i didnt like her but she knows now so i supposed that is good i had a dream about her last night it was pretty funny locked can also mean
roberta
inside my mind, inside my head I am locked away in my head. locked away are the days of happiness… only now sadness… locked away… is what I am
trisha
locked outside of my own home I began to wonder where I’d roam. I thought of maybe going to the desert, jumping on a ship. I thought maybe I’d just break the lock and go in. Oops, it’s a Sure Lock can’t do it. Well, I’m off to the docks then. I hope that the crab catch is good this year, or I’ll be locked out of my wife’s place. I mean my place.
I Achsen
I am locked in my thoughts as I see this word on top of this page…
locked this feeling is very strange for any one.
Archer
She locked her emotions away inside of her heart like some would lock a pet bird inside of its cage. There they stayed, unreachable, cawing to be released until finally they exploded out of her in a fury of virulent passion. One could only hope to experience this when it happened, which was rare. She was an expert at keeping her emotions in a locket deep inside of her.
Brad
I can’t begin to describe the feeling of being locked down, the world falling down upon you, feeling helpless in the corner, like all in the world is against you; it is a feeling that I have felt all too often, yet somehow I have begun to treasure this feeling. It gives me motivation to persevere.
Tom Zheng
i am locked in a grey cell. The walls are closing in on me. I cannot remember where i came from , woh i am, or why i am in this cell. I keep on remembering this girl, flahes of her face come and go. her blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and stunning smile keep me awake at night, trying to remember who she was. I hear a knock on the door. I never answer.
yaseen
i locked the door and sat alone in the room. i counted the locks and thought they were shiny. i felt like a monkey in love with my zoo. i would never leave and make this little room my temple. i worship these walls
Matt
To keep me out or keep you in?
does that really make a difference?
I’m not here to argue philosophy, but I suppose I will anyway.
Toxie
While i may disagree there is much to be said for your desire to lock yourself away. I have not considered you as a friend but this decision warms me to you most pleasantly.
tobias
Locked:It is preventing something from happening. Numerous things can be locked, whether physical or mental. When something is locked it is a barrier preventing something that could’ve happened, whether it should’ve happened or not.
Bean
I cannot think. I am trapped. I am not meant to leave. I am stuck. Locked. Though, I am not locked. There is not boundary beyond that door. It is merely a mechanism that holds me here. The world lies beyond that simple slab of wood and its metal lock. My nails press against my palm, I smell iron. This is not entrapment. This is voluntary confinement. I am free.
Esprit
The door stood before him, looming. It surpassed even his stature of 6′ 2”, or at least it seemed to. Pushing past the feelings of dread and discouragement the simple black door with a brass knocker seemed to bring, he closed his eyes, took a step forward, and placed his hand on the knob.
These chains which bind our limbs,
shackled to the eternal unknown and
I shatter the walls they’ve constructed.
Our lips were prisoners in the silence
of disdain but sweet nothings would
escape and seep through the mortar.
i’m locked in these feelings. and unfortunately. i don’t possess the key to get out. : (
I was locked out of my room again. Standing in the shower, shampoo foaming in my hair I came to this realization. I forgot my dorm keys. So I stood in the hall, in my towel, water dripping from my hair.
I locked the door when I left the house. I didn’t know what to think when I descended the stairs because all I knew, there was someone watching me leave. Maybe they had a key to my door they copied one time when I left.
I’m locked in a room with no escape only to find that the key to get me out was with me all along! :D
there was a time when I felt locked in. I was unable to go where I wanted, or so I thought. Today is much different; I believe in myself and freedom
locked up, locked out, locker. this is a word that has negative connotations.
locked. Locked up real tight. In a situation. Perhaps one involving gear. Locked is definitely a word I like to use. Locked down – Like Love Lockdown, the Kanye West song that might be beyond brilliance. Locked. A key in a door is a very basic example of a lock. Open the door. Or be locked.
Locked in a room, away from my friends my emo heart beats so slow, so slow. All the blood in the world can’t equal my pain. Oh woe, I’m locked. Locked away. Yay.
Locked up tight, like Pandora’s box. Secrets are sealed and never meant to be opened; but as everyone knows eventually they have to be let loose, no matter how much damage they’re going to cause. Is it better to hide the box or confront secrets?
being so put in the drkness with n one there to help uou out everything is just lame and greasy and so blind like the memories of a mrder. Locked with nothing but hope to get out one day and become free in the sunshine and the breeze
aslkdjflskjdieand die die die die die i’d rather just die die die die.
locked is a no. locked is always a no. this door is locked. you cannot open it with out the right key. i’ll never have the right key. locked is always a no. i’d rather just die die.
Locked in my mind, I can’t get you to speak and say the words I want you to say. Why aren’t you cooperating? You’re a part of me that isn’t doing what I want you to do… I just want to know what the problem is, but you can’t even give me that answer.
I am locked in a closet. I hate being in the closet because it is so dark and scary. It is also incredibly small. I wish someone would let me out of the closet. I am claustrophobic and do not wish to be alone here. Oh wait. Here is the key. I am free at last! None can lock me in the closet ever again. Then someone takes the key and shove me back in the closet, locking me in for all eternity. NOOOOOOO.
I’m locked in a cage. o.o
door prison cell abyss secret place palace castle truth hide safe time away hidden lies belief time
The key doesn’t always work the way it’s supposed to. Some things insist upon staying locked. Like minds. Minds stay almost perpertually locked. Until they aren’t. Then they’re open and we aren’t people anymore. We’re something else. Something bigger. Something more. We’re unlocked. Open.
My heart is locked; I won’t let anyone inside, not even myself. My truest feelings were getting so muddled inside of me, that I had to pluck them out of the confusion and place them safely in my heart. And my heart is locked. Good luck figuring out the password combination… I closed my eyes and chose random numbers. You’ll be lucky if you can get in. You probably even have a better chance than I do. Don’t ask me how I feel–I don’t know.
-fiction-
why is everyones mind locked. who told us not to speak what we’re thinking. why is it so hard to comunicate.
the door chained
i have the key
hidden
where he wont dare to search
open
i am FREE!
The word locked makes me think about the cubicles in a toilets! Is the door locked? Well I can’t get up….at the moment! I guess I’ll chance it?! Hello there…there’s something walking into the toilets! Help! I better get up!
Locked away and forgotten
We smile
Isolated from society
we smile
darkness all around us
We smile
I don’t want to be me anymore
i am locked inside my head and i cant get out. i feel as if i am locked inside a never ending tunnel ready to cave in. i believe that getting locked up is an interanl affair that never goes away. i want the key and i want to be released from the prision
trapped, i have no where to go; i’m alone; i’m afraid…locked away from the rest of society; where’s the key; where’s the answer; shut up; sheltered; outcast;
she locked the door behind her, the beating of her heart reminiscent of a visitor on the otherside. Carefully she makes her way down her dark hallway, not daring to turn on her light. Her breathing echos in the void, daring to give away her position to her unseen and yet unknown pursuer.
I honestly don’t know what to write about “locked”. I guess I’ve always had a fear of being locked somewhere I can’t escape. You know those specials you used to watch when you were home sick from school with stage magicians escaping from giant water-filled fishtanks? Yeah, I would ALWAYS hold my breath. Scared me to death. Still does.
the door was locked when she stepped slowly up to the house. She had worn the wrong shoes, she wanted a cigarette. What was she doing? What would this conversation even accomplish?
lokced represents being captured or being locked in a place it may symbolize insecurity or restriction.. it may also represent just a muscle being locked or tightened wchich is extremely painful..ive heard i wonder how you can tell that the muscle is locked..like a locked jaw.this girl i dont like showed me when her jaw locked..but she didnt know i didnt like her but she knows now so i supposed that is good i had a dream about her last night it was pretty funny locked can also mean
inside my mind, inside my head I am locked away in my head. locked away are the days of happiness… only now sadness… locked away… is what I am
locked outside of my own home I began to wonder where I’d roam. I thought of maybe going to the desert, jumping on a ship. I thought maybe I’d just break the lock and go in. Oops, it’s a Sure Lock can’t do it. Well, I’m off to the docks then. I hope that the crab catch is good this year, or I’ll be locked out of my wife’s place. I mean my place.
I am locked in my thoughts as I see this word on top of this page…
locked this feeling is very strange for any one.
She locked her emotions away inside of her heart like some would lock a pet bird inside of its cage. There they stayed, unreachable, cawing to be released until finally they exploded out of her in a fury of virulent passion. One could only hope to experience this when it happened, which was rare. She was an expert at keeping her emotions in a locket deep inside of her.
I can’t begin to describe the feeling of being locked down, the world falling down upon you, feeling helpless in the corner, like all in the world is against you; it is a feeling that I have felt all too often, yet somehow I have begun to treasure this feeling. It gives me motivation to persevere.
i am locked in a grey cell. The walls are closing in on me. I cannot remember where i came from , woh i am, or why i am in this cell. I keep on remembering this girl, flahes of her face come and go. her blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and stunning smile keep me awake at night, trying to remember who she was. I hear a knock on the door. I never answer.
i locked the door and sat alone in the room. i counted the locks and thought they were shiny. i felt like a monkey in love with my zoo. i would never leave and make this little room my temple. i worship these walls
To keep me out or keep you in?
does that really make a difference?
I’m not here to argue philosophy, but I suppose I will anyway.
While i may disagree there is much to be said for your desire to lock yourself away. I have not considered you as a friend but this decision warms me to you most pleasantly.
Locked:It is preventing something from happening. Numerous things can be locked, whether physical or mental. When something is locked it is a barrier preventing something that could’ve happened, whether it should’ve happened or not.
I cannot think. I am trapped. I am not meant to leave. I am stuck. Locked. Though, I am not locked. There is not boundary beyond that door. It is merely a mechanism that holds me here. The world lies beyond that simple slab of wood and its metal lock. My nails press against my palm, I smell iron. This is not entrapment. This is voluntary confinement. I am free.
The door stood before him, looming. It surpassed even his stature of 6′ 2”, or at least it seemed to. Pushing past the feelings of dread and discouragement the simple black door with a brass knocker seemed to bring, he closed his eyes, took a step forward, and placed his hand on the knob.