KuroOniyuri

There is a key, that opens a lock. A lock buried deep inside. Behind that lock, rests a human heart, my heart. It hides away from the world where none can hurt, where there is no sadness or pain. It was hurt, many times before, and now it’s scars are deep. But still it waits for someone to come. It waits for the one to find the key, and unlock it and set it free. The key is not hard to find, it sits here where all can see, if only they took the time to look. Finding it takes some time. No one ever wants to try. They may attempt one or twice, giving a solid effort; but when the key does not disclose, they walk away forlorn. Many have