Where is the Key

It's locked,
It's lost without the Key.
Without the Key it is nothing,
Therefore I am nothing.
Without the Key,
It's just locking you from the inside.
No where to go.
The green door,
big and mysterious.
I knock and knock,
No one to open the lost door.
Forgotten and unknowing.
If only I had the Key,
I could open the door to life.
To get out of this place called Earth,
and go to a better place.
Raining chocolate and roses.
Where I am known,
loved and cared for.
Oh, if only I had the Key.

Reviews

[Pickleby Davies]

Yay! I love this poem it speaks what many of us feel!

[Hello, Goodbye]

I think this is sentiment that many of us feel.. its a really curious concept and executed really well..