Cocoon of Misery

My mind and my soul
Are wrapped in a cocoon
Of sadness and misery
And the cocoon is bound together
Securely and tightly
By the chains forged by a past
That won't seem to let me go
The whole thing is secured by a lock
For which only you hold the key

Each time I see you I see the key
Each time I talk to you
I hear the rattle of the key
Every time I think of you
I think of the key

I see you come toward me
I become excited at the thought of freedom
Overwhelmed from anticipated ecstasy
One step, two steps, three steps
And then............you walk right past me!