You gave me box
with nothing
but a little treat
a worm disguised
as a chocolatey desire
that dug its hunger
into my chest
and planted
a seed of thunder
igniting the storm
within my skin

I am the alpha
the omega
the entropy
the grief
the undoing
of all creation
as it’s birthing
its belief

my lips slashed truths
like treasonous views
infectious doubts
weakening my proud
seeming
an illusion endowed to
a small greedy demon
who ate through
my reasons
and grew
to justify my sins
until I wore all the notions
of my self-importance
this me over you
like a disease
the need spread
and filled the spaces
in between gasps
locked in spaces
galactic orbits
where the heartbeats
speed past spinning moments
that could never last
consuming all
in its path
moving away fast
before I could grasp
the the essence
I thought I could tame
with my hands

I didn’t know
I couldn’t own
what wasn’t real
to begin with

you gave me a box
filled with darkness
and it took me a long time
to realize why this
was the biggest gift
you could have
given me