A Jar Or Two

So, I have these… “Demons”.

I basically keep them locked away in

Jars.

Because I don’t want to anyone to

Find them.

 

I guess I kind of hate my Demons…

It’s impossible to really say.

They’re rude, screwed, and socially unacceptable.

Plus worst of all,

They’re growing

 

Growing, Growing, Growing…

I hate locking them away, but I can’t

Relinquish them. They just get worse, and

Worse.

 

But they’re very attached to me.

I cry, scream, shout and beg for them to

Leave me alone.

But they refuse, and continue on,

Locked away happily.

 

I’m stuck with my Demons.

I can’t share them.      

I can’t forget them…

Because they’re a part of me..

A part of me locked in Jars.

Author's Note

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