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

lest threat make a bid

you stare at the wall

‘til startled and hid

hope for your keeper

to open the lid

moving in circles

eating the cost

trapped in lamenting

something that I lost




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