Life in a Jar


Do you ever wonder

where it is that you are

can’t shake the feeling

you live in a jar

a thing to be given

to fade like a scar

survival is folly

life is a larp

sentenced to living

caught as a kid

burdened by armor

wait to be rid

you stare at the wall

‘til startled and hid

pray for your keeper

to open the lid

moving in circles

eating the cost

trapped in lamenting

something you lost




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