My biggest obstacle is the door to my bedroom
Out there is a world with potential but I need results.
The padlock rests on the doorknob on this side.
I forgot where I hid the key, but it's not in here.
There is no potion to make me smaller than I already am
and my tiny voice cannot reach the other side.
So I wake up, voiceless
while my hands search for a key that isn't here anymore.
There is a window, a large one
I could get out that way.
But no one will know
and if one day someone decides to break down that door
They will find nothing in here.
-M
About the Creator
Miss Riggie
Artist | Writer | Lover | Fighter
Born in Sydney, Australia. I write poetry when the mood strikes me, perhaps a few short stories and prose here and there.
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