The little black box

There is a box

A box colored black

It is placed around my heart

Inside the box

Are lots of thing’s

It holds my hate, anger

All the painful memories

This box is also like a shield

To make sure nothing gets in

So nothing can hurt me

So no one can cause me any pain

But also because of this box

I do not feel anything

Nor do I care

I do not care for anyone

Because I cant get hurt

I put this box up

Because I’m afraid

I’m afraid life will hurt me

It will cause me pain like once before

I’m afraid that someone’s mistake

Will hurt me once again

And cause me to suffer

With the Black box

I do not cry

I do not feel

I do not live

But I can’t remove it

No matter how much I want to

I am much to scared

I don’t want people to hurt me

Or people to even care

No one will get inside my heart

My feelings will not get out

Now, who I once was

That person, just Dead!

The new person can not live

Because this black box

Has caused me to only hide

Causing my world

The things around me to be

Cold, shallow, and heartless

There for the little black box

Around my heart

Has only caused me to be one thing

Dead.

The old and the new person

Are both dead.

And that’s it.