Blue Guitar


Pressure - Poem by Blue Guitar

The pressure graws at me
Not gushing, but welling up
Seeping in through cracks
In a wall never thick enough.
I must sidestep its quiet torrent
Lest I find there is nothing
Left of who I once was.
I am not this shivering child.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 20, 2012



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