Someone’s Locket

She lives in someone’s locket Alone and tucked away She wishes they would stop it And she wishes she could stay

Inside of someone’s locket So pain would not quite hurt She wouldn’t have to watch it As people all left her

But someone pried it open The locket could not hide The girl that lived there broken The treasure lost inside

He cut His finger on the frame Of her jagged home But held His hand out freely And asked her, “Come?”

But fearfully she stepped back Someone’s locket was her home How could she leave the darkness She’d learned to call her own?

And though she could not see it That darkness was a thief It ate up all the light and love And left her fear and grief

But He would not give up on her He pulled her from her tomb The locket sucked Him in instead And covered Him in its gloom

She couldn’t open someone’s locket No matter how hard she tried He took her place inside her cage And for her love He died

And on the third day the locket snapped But no man lay inside She felt a hand upon her back It was He who she thought had died

Alive again He kept her close And sent her into the world She needed to tell others about The man who had saved a lost girl

She lived inside a locket But no longer was that her home He’d fixed her up and claimed her He called her His very own

She now had a new locket One she called her heart And He lived there inside it He’d made it a work of art