Seven Locks, Seven Torments

Seven Locks, Seven Torments.

A lock for hate,
So it can fuel me without me starting to deteriorate,
Bound by chains of blood and tears,
It jumps around in its little locked chest of forged fears,
Sealed by the blood of the mage..
Who is just like his emotions a prisoner himself, a cage in a cage..

A lock for grief,
Now I can study it without feeling, a relief,
Pain that is getting stored in a tiny prison cell,
But from all locks they slowly start seeping, poisoning my emotional well,
All that the mage can do is refresh the magic of the seals,
To prevent it from unleashing, although sometimes that certainly appeals..

A lock for sorrow,
Stunning it to buy me time, so perhaps I can fight it off tomorrow.
Black as ink is what floats behind these enchanted walls,
At times I almost crack, when the voice of defeat calls,
The locks are not always strong,
But I sacrifice every bit of my life to keep them up, even if that's wrong.

A lock for vengeance,
Preventing me from striking down who informed me of my insignificance,
Dark, deep-red, boiling, terror, fury,
Fighting to come out, to kill them all and then die with honor and glory,
The lock that binds them becomes red of all the heat,
It barely holds, but for now this emotion's assault suffer from a bitter defeat.

A lock for love,
For it only exists to hurt me, certainly no gift from above,
As each time again all it does is cutting me like a knife,
When it all blows up in my face again, and she walks out of my life,
This is perhaps the hardest lock to hold and even while I try,
Each day again I must renew the teardrop on the lock, so deep inside I always cry.

A lock for despair,
Since all hope is gone, and I learned it the hard way, that the world isn't fair.
Each time I try to get up again I feel this one as a burden in my head, waiting to see me fall,
And a small drop of blood, just to keep myself together, is just a minor toll.
The ghosts of what happened in the past and yesterday,
Will be kept at bay, but I do not think that they will ever go away.

A lock for all of those who come to close,
If you see to much you can hurt me, and against that I oppose!
Danger, move along, keep away,
A message of rejection placed on my weak parts, this is what the warning signs say.
For I never want to feel again, and never again want to be hurt, dishonoured, or humiliated,
These locks must be kept in place, I am afraid what will happen when all the locks have faded..