The Chest of Drawers

for a long time
I thought my life was
a chest of drawers
sitting in the darkest corner
of the darkest of rooms,
one I was too scared
to walk into -
empty, musty,
tied with cobwebs,
laced with the dust
of yester years;
until one day,
when I walked up
that long flight of stairs,
to take a peek
into those dark drawers
and found they were full
of unopened gifts
waiting just for me.