Lonely Soul

My heart is like a lock without the key. You go on a magical journey to find the key and defeat whatever is in the way. You have the key and my heart is ready to open. … The key doesn't fit…  you search for another lock and you have the same key that was suppose to go to mine and it opens like a flower blooming in the spring. My soul is burning like a flower on fire. I'm just another lonely soul… A sullen way to end a beautiful love. It was once a beautiful sight, now it just a nightmare. What do I do? Just say death or go and live until another person come with a key that would hopefully open my broken heart.