Music Box

Graying, clouded, glossy background, as I look into my mirror image. Smiling untruthfully at the nightmare, since all my time will dissipate, slowly going down into a puddle of myself as I reach for my solution. Round shape box; with dolphins on top; their clear eyes more realistic compared to mine. I wind it up, and music plays, watch them sparkle as they dance without movement; glad to turn away their heads with every circular motion, but they are not important. Statues go up as I open up this crystallized Pandora; gold trimmings deceiving like my laughter. Heart and mind can't take anymore reality, so fixated they curse in anger for not moving quickly. My hands taking out and pave a lie, swiftly goes down a unknowing mistake, but when I close it I just wind it up, and the relaxing music begins to play. And in that moment I am connected to my music box, for the song is slowing with m heart beat, the dolphins dim like my eyes, and when the melody finally decides to stop...so shall I.