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