• bmp_365 9w

    Pressure

    Am not the
    Best as I
    Keep on stumbling
    Time and time again.
    Life's pressure has
    Already buried me
    As I aim for the
    Stars from the grave
    Yard of my failures.
    Oh my dreams are
    Broken as I never
    Saw the pressure
    Which hit me.
    As I rise to the
    Occasion pressure
    Always kicks in to
    Wipeout my little
    Hope.
    Oh drowning in
    Pressure is like running
    A marathon with a ghost
    As you can never survive
    The pain of losing.

    BLESS M
    POEMS
    ©bmp_365