Monday, 9 January 2012


Under pressure I rise
With pressure I fall
The pressure of living
Extracts from my all
A curious pressurised
Likeness of being
Whatever life's current
Has pressed me to seeing
Under pressure love thrives
As pressure hearts fail
The pressure of loving
Will always prevail
When I picture pressure
I see it in red
It presses and bubbles
Inside of my head
Oh pressure don't press me
To feeling the need
To bend, and to sacrifice
That which I feed.
Under pressure the risen
Will stumble and fall
Shall my life withstand it
The pressure of all?

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