Boxed

For so many a year she swore,
she would never be that girl. 
Drama Queen,
Princess.

She moved about her day,
packing away, yet again.
The life she continues to carry,
aimlessly through unknown lands.

For so many a year she swore,
she would never be that girl. 
Pathetic,
Alone.

She only just learnt,
how to unwrap her heart.
Pack it up again,
store within taped up bags.

For so many a year she swore,
she would never be that girl. 
Old embittered,
Hag.

She places the last bit,
taped up the seal.
She clutches her life,
in an unmarked box.

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3 thoughts on “Boxed

  1. This is more my thing.Very stirring.If i had talent i’d love to put your words to a melancholy/haunting music.Sometimes at night when i hear the wind whistling through the trees,I wish i was crazy again-Johnny Cash

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