Pressure,
Pressure rising from my diaphragm
Pushing its way up.
Making my lungs hurt
And my heart drop.
Causing a lump in my throat to form
And my mouth to go dry.
Pushing, pushing.
Pressure in my cheeks-
Forcing salt water to waterfall down my cheeks.
Releasing all the pressure
But my lungs gasp for air
And my heart keeps finding a reason to beat through the pain.
These things remain long after the tears have dried
But a smile is forever present on my face.
Pressure either breaks you or builds you
Digs you up or plants a seed.
Pressure either haunts you or fills you
With everything you need.
We all feel it
We all know it's there
But some of us worry about it
Others just don't care.
I pretend to be the other person.
I try and act like I'm so strong.
But inside, every little thing crushes me
People realize that I don't belong.
I'm smothered
I'm stressed and I can't breathe
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
I really want to leave.