I hid in a box 

Locked myself tightly within in 

I provided no view 

But only the darkness inside it 

 I lived in the dark, I struggled to see

I looked for myself, I couldn’t find me 

And then as I gave up 

To surrender and die 

I felt a strange object 

A smooth, solid gold

I pondered, and wondered 

What is this to me?

There is a purpose 

I know this to be 

My dreams came alive 

In the blackness of night 

Coldness of  air have no reason 

To fright 

I knew right away 

I knew what this was 

I had found it 

My treasure

I had finally found me 

I had found what I needed 

I found my own key