I never knew what I was missing.

It simply sat there like a complicated gem.

Ornate and shiny like a dream.

But no use other than regard.

Mine to adore and imagine the purpose of.

Who could have known that it truly had use?

***

I thought perhaps it might help me fly.

Escape from all that haunted me.

Lost inside the confetti of its glitter.

Maybe I would not mind getting lost.

Not if it meant less effort.

Even if it was permanent.

***

I was presented with the lock one day.

Given purpose I never thought might exist.

A doorway that granted a world expansion and not a replacement.

All using my own effort.

It was not what I expected for myself.

But at least it was better than a key without a lock.