The mystery of boxes

I do not despair the sand in my hair or the elements of fate that lead me to escape. I tied my hair behind my ears and dove into the sea- the salt water stung my eyes and sent my body into extacy- what more could I do to surrender my body - i melted melodiously to a rythym bigger than me-
Hard feelings turned soft and for just a moment I drifted off- loving and leaving you all at once- 
In a deep place I returned to home and the princes to whom I gave birth would still reach the throne with out me. 
Covered in years of sadness I was swept away and drowned from a life-

When I revived -nothing I loved had survived- I was buried alive by boxes and scrapbooks of memories the hard core words that I've carried around and in storage and kept on shelves - now haunted me- I despised carrying around garbage and wanted to be free- free of me-