A box with beautiful wrapping

The sight brings chills down ones spines

Those who desire the gift always obtain it

A gift who offers itself

Those feel special once it's in their grasp

Even consider they are the only one who's touched it

Though are mistaken

Under that wrapping 

Something very unexpected

Blinded.

The wrapping so charming

But who knew such gift could be so harming

Unexpected can soon become awareness 

Awareness becomes sorrow

I question if those who treasured such gift

Told their stories

Express how they felt after they were set free from it

Or did they keep quiet 

Restricted or even untold

Lingering questions that I ought a answer to 

Such gift is nor wanted but lurking

Can’t be buried or a blur of thoughts

Forced to recall unpleasent memories

Avoided by those 

But can’t be forgotten

A gift is something we all yearn for

Though after opening 

They renounce it

I renounce it