Throw away the key

A million and one thoughts

run through my mind

itching to be exposed

But as my pen kisses each sheet of paper,

I find myself at a loss.

Not really a loss for words, but

more of a loss for 

emotion. 

And depth.

You see, you stole the one feeling

that I used to thrive off of.

Love.

As for depth?

Well, there's only one explanation for that

If I dug deep- really dug deep-

It would be as though Pandora's box

was once again opened

Exposing the evils of the world and keeping

hope trapped within

Except the evils are my own.

they're my own memories.

Of you.

And the last thing I need 

is to let those out

And trap hope within.

Reviews

[Devin Gates]

Very honest poetry! I really enjoyed reading this.