this small container
holding so much pain
holding so much grief
so much inside this one little boxone swipe
silver then red
then it's gone
all that pain
all that grief
that is held inside that little box
all gone with just one crimson lineit's funny to think that one little box
is able to control so much
one little box
has my future and pain all wrapped up inside
with a neat little bow on top
and a label that says
"for him."one little box.
if i get it everything could be gone
pain then peace
as if this little box has the secrets to the universe inside of it as well
instead of just a bit of metal from a pencil sharpener
and some old bandaids
a napkin covered in blood
from past times this little box has held my painso much inside it.
so much is held in my
little box.
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If Only They Knew
Poetrygroup of poems and stuff. but nobody rlly understands what they're about.