Boxes

Tue, 01/21/2020 - 13:10 -- anon945

Boxes piled high

Stacked so carefully

Yet so unsteadily

One touch and they tumble

The contents spill

I pick them up

Unhealthy state can't comprehend

I project

Can't put them away

Boxes are out of place

Memories scrambled

Trying to gather

Refill

Restock

But maybe

A change must be made

I will unpack the boxes

Put the memories on the shelf

To keep them safe

This poem is about: 
Me

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