Mehdinabox

You know when you're failing

When your life is leaving you behind

I want to burn my diaries

And start afresh

Where is the key to the cold red box

Mehdinabox?

Let me open it.

The first sonnets should be torn apart.

As it is what you did with my heart.

The black book.

My tax for you.

Pays for nothing.

The page.

Of happiness.

I cannot read the words

They fade in between the lines

Something you could never read

The leaf

With all the names

Of those who mean most

Let go Mehdi

And let it fly away.

Just keep the empty box.

Hold it close.

The memories are too much to handle

Give me a room

And I shall fill it with nothing

As it is what I do best.

But with you in that room.

The box is filled.

To the brim.

Not with the past.

But with now.

And for once.

I don't want it all to go away.