TOYBOX//TRAP

“Step right in… don’t look down…”
LINE UP, LINE UP…
WELCOME TO THE TOYBOX TRAP

Paint-peel walls and a neon grin,
Little doors where the games begin.
Tiny footsteps in the mirrored hall,
Laugh tracks stuck in every wall.

Mini masks with their crooked teeth,
Hands like hooks dangling underneath.
You say, “They’re toys, they can’t do harm”—
prove it when they crawl up your arm.

Count the laughs as they close you in,
Every smile hiding rust and pins.
Time’s a carousel in your veins—

Toybox t-t-trap—
tiny clowns climbing up your spine.
Toybox t-t-trap—
every game redraws your line.
Toybox t-t-trap—
laughing while they close you in.
If you want to leave this maze—
show the cracks beneath your skin.

“Pick a game, pick a prize,
pinned in place till courage dies…”
“PLAY AGAIN?”

Ring toss made out of nerves and bone,
Dartboard shaped like a beating ghost.
Mini mallets tapping at your knees,
Tickets printed from your pleas.

They stack chairs made of broken trust,
Pin your secrets to the rust.
You say, “I’ve changed, I’m not their toy”—
(quick high-pitched cackle)
prove it to the tiny void.

Weigh your breath like a rigged balloon,
One sharp word and it pops too soon.
Time won’t stall for your regret—
(choose the bruise you won’t forget).

“L-little hands, l-little teeth,
climb your back, pull beneath…”
(main clown, shriek-laugh)
“NOW YOU’RE PART OF THE TRAP!”


Left hand shaking, right hand faked,
Which one shows the choice you make?
Tiny shadows on the wall,
How much fear to break their thrall?

Toybox t-t-trap—
tiny clowns climbing up your spine.
Toybox t-t-trap—
every game redraws your line.
Toybox t-t-trap—
laughing while they close you in.
If you want to leave this maze—
show the cracks beneath your skin.


Toybox trap-trap-trap-trap

Thanks for playing
We’ll keep your place.