I arrive and am swallowed in a box                                                         

Of pink and white, blank and striped 

And yet despite that, there are still some thoughts

That carry over in the night 

It’s supposed to be quiet, without a sound

And yet despite that, my heart would still pound

Deep in my chest, throbbing, ringing my ears

And yet despite that, I could never find my tears 

Eyes would burn like the sun, and then cool like ice

But the experience would never suffice 

The thoughts would jingle above my head 

And yet despite that, I continued laying in bed 

They would circle around me with intention

Always wondering why I gave them no attention

I did do so, every once in a while 

Though I would usually have the things pile 

Once it’s done, it’s as if there is no break 

As more and more flood in, I begin to stay awake

As more and more flood in, I begin to shake 

As more and more flood in, I begin to break 

As more and more flood in, I know I should not wait

I would need to stay up and not make a mistake

For if I do, it’s detrimental to my fate 

And yet despite that, it makes everything ache 

I feel like I’m melting 

I think it’s overwhelming 

I feel like I’m failing 

And yet despite that, I’m still sailing 

By night I lay restless in bed 

Around me is pure silence, instead 

And yet despite that, I am still bound 

To the tethers of loud sound 

It throbs, 

It echoes, 

It whines, 

It bellows

It hits every corner of my head 

And yet despite that, I continued laying in bed 

By the time I would get up, it’d be too late

Perhaps, this was always my fate 

And yet despite that, I’m still sailing 

But I feel like wailing 

My brain is melting 

The cacophony of noises 

The sheer amount of voices 

All of it annoys 

The days go by, same as the last 

Even with everything happening, I still passed

I think I’m feeling a bit more worse than ever

And yet despite that, I need to endeavour 

However, I forgot that she would do whatever

And so, I had wound up shopping with her

And there I saw, a plush so bright 

I would’ve stolen it there because it felt so right 

Thankfully, it was paid for and all mine

Truly, it was something sort of divine 

And now in my lap, lays a heavy weight 

With softness all around, I no longer frowned 

It could’ve been a bit heavier, 

It could’ve been a bit larger, 

It could’ve been a bit anything, 

But I didn’t want to be a bother 

And yet despite that, it’s become a friend of mine

And yet despite that, it comforts me all the time

The weighted dragon is mine 

For now till the end of time.