Deliver Me

I am put into a square object,
I close my eyes tightly;
holding my breath in place, as
my heart throbs
hader, harder, and harder
against my chest.
My world darkens.
I feel movement,
I am shaken, then steadied.

If only I could see the world.
I can only hear of it, among
the muttering words, and the
cluttering of the of faces, I
see through a tiny hole.

I just want to get out,
please deliver me.
Let me see the sky turn into
the night. Or shall I stay and
create for myself, a home
where I can roam?

**okay so this came randomly...I was sitting in my room wondering what it would be like a package(that you send in the mail) had a mind of it's own, what would its story be...so this is what i came up with. This also shows my creativity and so i hope you enjoy it.**

LISSA