My Box
August 11th, 2008
My Box
Why is my box tight?
The world buzzes around not noticing it,
While I sit trapped within.
no sound, no caress, no light
Is that a small hole?
Where once in a while a hand passes through it,
Only for a moment.
no touch, no love, no soul
Is it all in vein?
To want to let the light in and escape it,
I yearn for the freedom.
no shame, no fear, no pain
11 August 2008
