The Box Knows. Poem by Fading Heart

Do not dare think that your lips can say jealous is a curse but a pain in the tummy is worse.
That is a evil line of hell

Please do not think there are two people in the family and two are visitors.If you chose one to be your favourite.Emotions will rise.

Sitting alone in my bedroom with the door being unused i ask my self what am i doing wrong to have no one care for me or notice me.

Punishing my self in the way i feel i need to do.
Hurts it hurts when the only one in my family that is suppose to be there has broken my glass heart to many times to go back and think.

Only the box in my room shares the secrets i behold.
Only the box can know the haunting truth of a 15 year old girl
Only the present of her knowledge can be deathful but she still has the courage to put it away for school.

None but one will ever know
The secret that haunts me from coming home.