i feel like an empty jar,
waiting,
just for one thing.
to be filled.
i try to distract myself,
to fill the empty space,
however,
it’s almost like there’s a leak in the jar.
each effort to fill the jar,
becomes a brief moment of relief,
slipping through the cracks,
leaving me hollow,
wondering if anything can truly fill my jar
i search for the sealant,
something to fill...
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