Pressure

Once-invisible walls

Blurred and smudged

By grubby palms

They lurk and judge.

She lives surrounded

In constant fear.

That box keeps her grounded,

Weighed down with her tears.

She's lost sight of hope

It's vanishing quick.

The locket is broken,

Thrown in a ditch.

It once held two hearts,

Bonded and strong.

Then, it held one.

Now, they're both gone.