A piece of paper Creased, yellow, old Nothing special but so much more
On it, words holding a key to a secret An answer to unsolved mystery A missing puzzle of a story poured onto the paper Each sentence, paragraph so important
Memories, planted long time ago Growing roots strong and raw Locked in a special room with doors tightly closed
Thoughts Desperately wanting to be heard Sacred, forbidden Untouched
A confession in the envelope Sealed and hidden Never sent, but written for a reason
Now in the drawer Waiting Locked behind in the cupboard of memories Kept away in the prison of the dark