Closed And Unmarked Poem by Shaakiera Schroeder

Lost in thought I sought and sought in a jungle of memories,
which with every passing second fades into the distance but struggles
to disappear. I walk through the foyers of my mind- on each side open
doors all except one – closed & unmarked. I edge towards it anxious and
afraid, turn the lock but it will not budge. The memory of u is trapped
behind a closed door. I bang and kick and shove and kick, everything
hurts but not a creak. U are forever locked away in the crevices
of my mind- a door that refuses to be opened with memories that WILL
NOT...CANNOT be forgotten...

S.S