Chapter 5: Locked in
Bolts
On
The doors
Weren’t enough
Chairs
Positioned
Close
Felt better
Eyes
Wouldn’t shut
Hands
Wringing
Tightly
Wound
Broken trust
Never
Earned again
Who
Came
No one
Listen
Close
Nothing
Crickets
Besides
Pages
Silent
Little
Words
Page
After
Page
Books
That meant nothing
To no one
Yet
They
Still
Sit
Locked in
On a shelf
Within
Me
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