Under Pressure (2011) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

Oh, Oh my, sweet holy hell!
How I dare, and start to dwell
These words from my mouth...
Am I just thinking out loud...?
My soul begins to reminisce,
Who should I blame for this?
Oops! There it goes...off again,
laughing to its own bitter end.
My eyes see what they want;
with a simple blink, all is gone.

It is now quiet with my heart in a race;
I'm listening, unable to control the pace.

I'm to blame, I blame, I, blame, I...
wonder, why am I living this lie?
I blame myself for this behavior,
Cooped up in my own container.
With my gentle grin, I stare at the sky;
A tsk then follows under watery eyes.
Stars begin to stretch with my tears;
It is time to release my lonely fears.
But, oh my sweet sweet holy holy hell...
what makes you so sure I'm gonna yell?

I'm listening...
I now wish to opt out.
I'm trembling...
Can you get me out?