the empty box plot

Im in the shadows that light will never touch nor a trace of happiness were my thoughts lay apon were life puts you in a small tiny box were things roam free in the darkness where light can't reach memories of happy times turn into hurtful painful heart breaks bonds being broken but if the light will just give us a little peek of whats instored it will be a masterpiece of wonders far imaginable than what can be processed by the human eye crying out thoughts of light ways to be procceded to positive energy to have been explored from the happy memories lighting the path of the dark box