the box

by moonlight_girl

the box i use to use
was moved from under my bed
to in my closet
where i hope it will stay
but recently i’m not sure
i think it might be needed
a few more times
just to help me get through
my life
but i hope what i’m saying is wrong
and that i won’t ever do that again
i hide it from my sight
to help me forget
all the pain it cause
all the hurt
i’m trying to move on
but the more i try and move
the more i seem stuck
stuck in the life i’m living
stuck in the world of pain
stuck trying to fix
what can’t be fixed by anyone

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Average Reader Rating: 4.0 stars out of 5

  1. the box

    Ana Cristina's Buddy Icon Ana Cristina

    Posted 2 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    One small mistake: it’s spelled “living.”
    This has an interesting rhythm to it and a childlike narration that make the mysterious “box” seem all the more ominous.

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