The Gift
Today I woke up, mom made me breakfast
But there's a box in the living room
A sweet and colorful box.
Unfortunately my behavior hasn't been the best lately
"Hey honey, I got you a present"
It was for me! What are the odds?
So I ran as fast as I could.
Like a fish towards floating food
It's the perfect toy!
So beautiful, bright and friendly.
But somehow, something isn't right.
I can't turn it on
Is it dead or broken?
then, in the blink of an eye... Happiness turns to agony.
anger and sadness knock on the door
And all this because I noticed...
Is it dead or is it broken?
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
