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The Jar I tried to feel. I tried to understand this unpleasant feeling For I was told it would be healing I opened the jar where I hid them all Like a busy ant colony, I let them scatter and crawl all over my body It felt as if I was drowning in a sea of memories A sea of my hopes and fears I tried to control them but it only brought tears. I tried again My heart overwhelmed with anxiety, I opened the jar once more And it attacked me like before This time, it relentlessly ate away at my soul. I reached for the jar Filled with the urge to be free From the feelings that bind me They won’t let me be. I tried so hard These feelings so intense Make me question my good sense The jar overflowing with emotions I could no longer control, swallowed me like a black hole. I knew what I had to do I reached for the jar once again Tightly, I closed it in pain And they quickly flew away. I told myself “Maybe not today.”
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
The Jar
The Jar I tried to feel. I tried to understand this unpleasant feeling For I was told it would be healing I opened the jar where I hid them all Like a busy ant colony, I let them scatter and crawl all over my body It felt as if I was drowning in a sea of memories A sea of my hopes and fears I tried to control them but it only brought tears. I tried again My heart overwhelmed with anxiety, I opened the jar once more And it attacked me like before This time, it relentlessly ate away at my soul. I reached for the jar Filled with the urge to be free From the feelings that bind me They won’t let me be. I tried so hard These feelings so intense Make me question my good sense The jar overflowing with emotions I could no longer control, swallowed me like a black hole. I knew what I had to do I reached for the jar once again Tightly, I closed it in pain And they quickly flew away. I told myself “Maybe not today.”
Conceal don’t feel
Esther_lowo
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
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