Somewhere out there in the abyss Is a key that opens a floodgate A floodgate or perchance a wall? Tis a wall if shut A floodgate if unsealed Only then shall my emotions be revealed This key can be found in a multitude of places In the nostalgia of objects and artifacts of my past and present Things I am attached to by an invisible key ring And in every person I hold dear if one looks far enough inside And even inside myself if I release my pride And, if seldom the lock is opened The metaphorical metal will start to rust The key won’t fit any longer And aye, my true self will be lost