Here’s the key, God. Come on in.
Let me show you around this life of mine.
Over here is the somewhat organized but
occasionally foggy and cluttered heart-mind.
And over here is my past—some of it I am
rather proud of and some it, well, I’d prefer
it be left alone, forgotten. That’s the past.
If you turn your attention over here, this is
where I tend to keep my hopes, futures, goals,
dreams, and the like. See that over there?
If you want to know about my relationships,
all the broken ones, the ones still intact, the
ones hanging by a thread, those from days
gone by, you can have a look. If you
come over here, be careful, my emotions
are notorious for tangles. But that’s where
they are. There’s a lot to see here. I could
spend a lifetime, I suppose, showing you ‘round.
But here’s the key, God, come on in. Let me know
what you think. Take what you want, no questions
asked. But if you have questions, by all means,
feel free to ask. Keep the key. It’s yours for good.