Pressure
I carry a kettle in my head
And I'm turning up the heat.
Turning up the pressure,
self doubt, and insecurities.
Tumultuous clouds forming
High tension that won't subside.
I'm the one who's created
the storm raging inside.
Tuesday 27th August 2019 7:20 am
Please don’t make yourself at home
Yesterday
I caught a star
With my burning fist
And left my handprint on it
I crash-landed on the clouds
I bounced back
Bounced back I
Shot a star with my mouth
I juggled Pluto
I breathed on Neptune
I grew a farm on Saturn
I named all the planets that
I was first to visit
Pierced them with flags of my face
Stamped them with my fingerprints
I was the fi...
Sunday 11th August 2019 4:17 pm
My Point is Circular
My mouth took some months to bloom
My words took some weeks to flower
You and I do not speak different languages
We possess different meanings
“What is the curl of your tongue?
What is the grind of your teeth?
What is the bow in your brows?
What do you mean?”
Your bottom line is neat and fine
Your ballpoint pen bullet-proof
Underlined
My point is a r...
Sunday 9th June 2019 4:07 pm
Under Pressure
I've been lying to my friends and family for a few weeks now.
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