I Am The Keyholder Poem by Kameko Liagopez

Music and food blur all else out.
A quiet serenity dawns over like fog.
All alone in this quiet room, this sanctuary.
Here, problems melt away.

Holding it all inside- the pain, self hatred, all.
There is only one that has the key,
The key to all the secrets in this one box.
Yet this key is tucked away.

What a lovely veneer that has been made.
What a lovely smile is worn day after day,
Covering what is truly inside.
How long will it last?

When the key is taken
and the box is opened by someone else,
everything becomes chaotic.
Another layer has to be built, or someone will notice.

What is there to notice?
There's just a cute girl with dimples and a smile.
Nothing is wrong here.
Oh, how they are wrong. So very wrong.