Someone I loved
Once gave me a box
Of Darkness.
It took me years to understand
This too is gift
The boxes of darkness
Over the years
Have taken a toll me
The rejections
The angry shouts
The put downs
The broken marriages
I was able to pick myself up
After multiple knock downs
One day my body just became
Too tired
Did my cancers come from a tired body
Did my cancers come from a broken heart
Learning to pick myself is a gift
Left to wonder about my life
With no box of darkness
How would I be living today?
Will never know
Left to live with the life I got
The person who I am