

The Key It's the logic that I fail to seeThe Key by ~inter4life
When beauty turns to rust
Why must I have the magical key
When the lock is just lost?
Do you ever feel you have the answers
But the questions are just missing?
Feels like pain from stings of cancers
While its the healing of potions hissing
Mislead in the expectations of my assumptions
Visions solid yet lack a form
What I am and who to be
Wishes lost in this vicious storm
Did I loose you in my rambling?
It's just the question I need to ask
Why do I have the magical key
When it's the door I cannot see
