Breaking Myself Open

Pour my feelings into a jar and seal it

That is how I feel inside

I can't breathe

Gasping for air

Reaching out for someone to unseal this jar

The jar is about to fall and shatter

All of me will be seen

No hiding

All of the faded scars will be shown

The late nights spent holding a bottle of pills and cursing God

WHY? WHY WOULD YOU BRING ME TO THIS?

I just scream into oblivion

Hoping someone will hear

...

But they don't

No one responds

No one will calm me down and reseal the jar

It's just overflowing

All at once

I can't stop it

I'm done with one flick of a blade

...

Soon the gasping stops

...

All the air in my lungs is gone

...

I'm finally resealed and at peace.

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