A trunk full of presents,
unopened,
carefully planned for,
one by one.
Much thought,
much love,
much of my very own heart,
in each and every one.
Dreaming of the chance,
to see them be unwrapped,
night and day and night and day.
Pieces of my heart,
wrapped so carefully,
waiting for,
dreaming of
the day.
Hideous monster
hiding in closet,
waiting for chance
to dash dreams,
and break hearts,
and destroy worlds.
Hideous monster,
that she gave the key,
to destroy we,
to kill me.
Hideous monster,
your teeth at my throat,
my life's blood gushing
from my wounds,
you have taken this sacrifice
she has laid at your feet,
wrapped in a package,
so nice and so neat.
What can I do,
powerless as I be,
with this
trunk full of presents,
unopened?
