The Package

He wrapped it up like a present

And sent it off to war

For there was no reason to keep it

If it reminded him of before

He wrapped it up and left it

In the pocket of his mind

For in inside, his mind's at war

And there's no where left to hide

He wrapped up the darkness

It wasn't out

But hiding within

He assumed if it was inside

His head would fix the things he'd send

The package stayed for hours

His head tore it apart

For in inside were good things

That were able to destroy it like a dart

The package that he had put there

 Had been defeated by the light

And when he revived this message

He knew he'd be alright