The Box

A Poem

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The Box

I thought my life was normal;
Then I saw what others had.
It was not what I experienced;
Mine was hurtful, neglectful, sad.

I wrapped my past in a little box,
And tied it with a bow.
“Doesn’t it look so pretty?”
I put it out for show.

Someone tried to open it;
I said, “No! It looks so nice!
I don’t need to see those things;
Knowledge isn’t worth the price.”

I was sad, anxious, emotional,
I couldn’t accept myself.
The answer could be in the box,
But I put it on a shelf.

Sometimes I take down the box,
And I shake it a little bit.
I have an idea what’s there,
Things that I won’t admit.

If I would open this “gift” I wrapped,
Will you hold my hand when I do?
Can I throw out all it holds inside,
And fill it with memories of you?

Will it matter what we find inside?
Will it change your opinion of me?
This box for me has been a burden,
But I think it can set me free.

Copyright © 2023 Brandon Ellrich

*Originally published on Medium

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Published by Brandon Ellrich

I live in Central Missouri and enjoy reading, writing, playing tennis, watching movies, and exploring creative outlets. I have a Bachelor of Science degree in psychology and I love to take my readers inside the minds of my characters.

13 thoughts on “The Box

  1. This poem is a beautiful representation of the internal struggle that many people face with their past experiences and memories. It’s powerful to see the transformation from feeling ashamed and hiding the past, to seeking freedom and the courage to face it with the support of someone else. Your words convey the strength and vulnerability that comes with opening up and confronting the past, and the hope for a brighter future. Keep reaching out and finding the support you need to find healing and liberation.

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  2. What a beautiful poem! I love the questions at the end, the plea to be present and to accept all the broken pieces locked away. It’s a gift to love someone for all of who they are—the mistakes of the past included. I hope everyone finds someone to unpack their boxes with in life.

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