• Will you be my hero and save me?
    I'm trapped in my self-induced hell,
    Lost in a world of nightmares.
    I'm drowning in my tears,
    In my unfinished emotions.
    Was I a robot; a cold, unfeeling box?
    Time is my ememy as I sit in
    my hellhole,
    As I rot away with feelings
    undeclared.
    It wasn't meant to be like this,
    But who would plan it in such a way?
    I sit, I rot, waiting for my hero
    to save me from my drowning in a
    Pool of unreacted memories
    Of things I tossed away,
    In my life as a box.