If you were to look into my heart
Or my mind
Or wherever it is emotions are harbored
You wouldn't find emotions just floating about
You'd find boxes of all types of material
Mainly cardboard but also boxes made of such things as steel
Or even dark mysterious matter that only exist in my mind
And those boxes are where my emotions reside
Where memories reside
Where very painful things reside

Things such as my childhood
Like raising myself because my parents were too high to get out of bed
And raising my sister from the age of 7 for the same reasons
Then living with my dying grandfather, whom I loved as a Father

I know these things because all boxes have labels in my world
And I could tell you these things without feeling anything
I can do this because to me they're just facts written on boxes

That's all I had to share