The Heavy Jar

A heavy jar I hold in my hand,

my draining emotions

Getting bottled inside.

The heavy jar I gaze at,

a secret home

where my feelings hide.

The jar is a place

of your memories

that no one could find.

It gets heavier

and I get weak,

my strength trapped inside.

The jar is a music palace

of the tunes of your song

that rings in my ears.

My heart starts to race

and my eyes wells up

as I lose to my fears.

The jar is a world

of every thought of you

that plays like a movie for me

I get mesmerized

by your beautiful smile

as my mind start to flee.

The heavy jar I hold in my hand,

gets heavier and heavier

with every thought of you.

It fell on the ground

and broke to pieces

and all my memories flew.