Pressure

I can feel it building up inside me
Almost ready to explode
Walls are closing in on me and the air around me seems thinner every minute

Im being squeezed by my neck
I cant breath anymore
My lungs are like dried up prunes

Im being cornered by my feelings and i cant run away
I have given up

poem by Kathryn BrionesReport problemRelated quotes
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