Too Much Pressure

An observational poem

 

 

The only way

for me to truly relax

is to disappear.

 

No one around me

No one to bend my ear

A place to hide.

 

No distractions

No pressures

No fear.

 

The only way

I will survive

to see another year.

Author's Note

Just one of those, 'had to get it out' poems. They call it 'Life' I call it being bullied to deaths door! I have been advised to allow authority, and anyone who wants to walk over me and mine, to do so, because, if I complain, the victimisation will gain pace. So don't complain folks, or you may need a REAL nurse, sooner than you think. STRESS KILLS

Reviews

[R J Askew]

We all need such a place to retreat to. I feel the stress bleed from me the moment I get into a swimming pool or set foot in a field as I walk out of my city...on my own.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

It does and im glad you wrote this ,, hope it helped some ...
very well written Tai.. im so happy to see you back!
Stay, please.

Chloe

[lanabanana420]

S'good.
i think everyone can relate to this,
meditation is beneficial for feelings like this :)

[Matthew J. Price]

ugh, u nailed it and stress does suck...