The Key

I am a box, filling up
with worries, fears, and
heartache. I am locked,
Isolated, alone with myself,
unable to open and let go
of the caustic emotions and
thoughts. You come, the key,
and unlock me with a radiant
smile. With a sheltering
embrace you open the box,
and your friendship burns off the
acidic pond of self doubt,
loneliness, and sorrow. In
their place you leave comfort,
warm thoughts and truths,
and with a golden laugh you
vaporize the lock, leaving me
comforted, open, filled with
love, joy, no longer alone
and never again to be left
in solitude.