pour your soul
but choose your words carefully,
wandering eyes
will throw it back at you.,
for in the morning light
when all the shadows become clear,
the many that bare witness
burn your skin with their stare
I live in a box
where life's tricks
cannot reach me.
I live in a box
as the clock ticks
to help me see.
I live in a box,
a shelter from pain,
a shelter from tears.
I live in a box
that keeps me sane
and dissolves my fears.
I live in a box,
away from dreams,
away from light.
I live in a box.
The only place heartbreak
seems out of sight.