HeyJaredmemoirs in a jar
a collection of poems, thoughts, and the occasional book review if i feel like it
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enough (opens the original)
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i live in a state of perpetual exhaustiona ghost wandering through the chambers of my mindfeeling the brick of the walls under transparent fingertipswith hands that shake and with aching feetbut never stoppingalways floating from one space to the nextechoes of voices bounce throughmemories lost to the vastnessalways awake, always watchingnever able to restthe quiet is crushingrhythmic breathing and the scrawl of pen on paperi have given, given, and giventill i emptied all the blood from my veins
fighting the current (opens the original)
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the carefree light of my youth has dwindledand the abyss blinds memy eyes aching and blinking to try and stay openthe current drags me underand i thrash under the wavesgrasping for remembrances of the pastthe water slips through my fingersand the glimmer from the surface dimsthe water is in my lungsand i do not want tobut i breathe it inembrace the change they all sayeveryone goes through itbut herein the ocean of my tearsi am alone<div class="subscription-widget show-sub
a ticking clock (opens the original)
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why do we wish upon momentary shooting starswhen our bones will crumble into fine, grey, dustthe soil will suffocate our lungsand skin grow pale and colourlessunder dim light from an amber moonwhy do we wait for trains that will not comeand people that left long agowhen the grim final tick of the clock of your timegrows closer each moment wastedwhy do we stare at screens and sit at desksminds aimlessly wandering to nowhere<
future days (opens the original)
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I wrote this poem ages ago and it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while. When I wrote it, I was thinking a lot about graduation1 and specifically life after I graduate2. I feel like there is so much that I want to do and there’s always the possibility I’m not going to be able to do them.what if i never get to see europe in the summerblue seas and cobblestoned streetsnever get to taste tiramisu in italy<
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