Poetry · Writing

The Walls Leak

Pressure forming than exploding through cracks of indecisiveness and foreign thoughts. Surrounding your toes with self-doubt and rainy dreams. Abdomen cringes the cold courage and strength and flees for black exit. The pressure grabs the throat and squeezes the last of hope and adventure into equal adversity and burden. Into the throat and into the lungs stress flourishes and kidnaps the gasping of air. Drowning in an ocean of plagued decisions and missed opportunities dimming the outlook of tomorrow.


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