Right now
There are things
That make me sad
And make me write
But I want to focus on
The happy things
For now
I will be trying to write
Happier things
Then I have in the past

The door is finally closed
I don't know why
I still thought it was open
It's locked and I'm
Searching for a key
Just a reason to stay strong
I don't need to use the key
I just want to know I have it
To wait for a day
A day that might never happen
A day that I might be able to
Open it once more
But for now I'm searching
Scared and alone
I search
For a key that might not
Even be real