a dream of locks and keys, pt III

she always had a knack at opening doors into the unseen

intuition into the hidden matters of others

but she was unable to find the one door that opened into happiness for her

so she did what she knew best

she helped others instead of herself even as the callus formed around her own heart

it grew cold

soon she stopped dreaming and gave into the feeling the one she needed was no longer out there

or at least no longer searching for her

she contented herself in her work

letting hope burn itself out

4 thoughts on “a dream of locks and keys, pt III”

Its like Vincent is likely colour blind, Lugwig is hearing impared…

mike ennenbach says:

04/27/2019 at 9:09 pm

exactly. she has the ability to love like no other but it is left to fall apart without him so she grows it in others

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1. Cassa Bassa says:
  
  04/27/2019 at 9:11 pm
  
  With great insight
  
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  1. mike ennenbach says:
    
    04/27/2019 at 9:13 pm
    
    you see right to the heart of this poem
    
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