In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mystery Box.”
You wake up one morning to find a beautifully wrapped package next to your bed. Attached to it is a note: “Open me, if you dare.” What’s inside the mystery box? Do you open it?
I don’t open it. No.
I never dare. I always fear the Unknown.
I see “Do Not Disturb” signs everywhere,
on everyone’s faces. And hearts, too.
So, the answer is no. I won’t dare open it. Not ever.
I won’t even come close.
Even if it’s beautifully wrapped, no.
No more would I be seduced
to come close anything mysterious anymore.
Once, I came close to a pair of mysterious eyes
that came with a mysterious heart.
I fell. And hard, too.
Still, I’m trying to run away.
But his heart is like a shadow in the sun,
and his eyes like the tick-tock of my clock at night.