i have many of those.
locks.

locks tht fasten entangled chains,
pretending earless to screaming sounds
locks tht hide all hidden pains,
never showing those ugly wounds

locks tht meander through a labyrynthine,
choking time, hopes, words and dreams
locks tht simultaneosly fail and win,
sometimes unvieling zillions of seams

times come silently when i surrender,
but t locks stay as taut
secretly enough, even my locks wonder,
is there any way out?

since when i dnt remember,
i have been searching for a key
a key to every locker of mine,
...liberating the real me