You Are the Key

Where do you go when you have something to say, but nobody wants to listen?

My life, my love, my heart
Locked
Deep beneath a layer
Of scars and tears.
Hiding
Clinging for dear life
To the only thing left.
Trapped.
The key is
Gone,
Lost,
Forgotten.

Look in my eyes,
What do you see?
The pain,
Buried?
The absence of
Emotion
So well portrayed
On a face
Hardened by memories?
Stripped of color.
Stripped of beauty.
Stripped of expression.

Find the key,
Unlock my heart.
Paint back the color.
Steal back the beauty.
Take back the expression.

You are the answer.
You
Are the Key.