the KEY.

was bored and busy stiff ytd.
hw can this 2 happen at the same time, believe me.
it can happen.
after i went to jp to collect my dearest phone, i went lib to read.
sighs.
feels like i havent touched books for a dozen years.
and the night was so freaking long--i thought it wldnt end.
and i got such a sweet dream again.
nonono.
its not good for health.
maybe its happening in another world, its good enough.


i am a key.
i hole the power to release the captive mid from its self -imposed prison.
i've been here all along, forgotten in the shadowy reccesses of shame.
i've become rusty through many tears of regret, bitterness and sorrow.

i am the key and i am love.
to open the lock i need to be turned twice.
Once for acceptance; i accept whatever i said or did as a necessary part of my growth, no matter how foolish or selfish i may have been.
the second turn is for forgiveness; i don't need to punish myself anymore.
love is the key

--'who am i?', carmen warrington.