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.

anxietyinsecuritiespressureself doubt

◄ Disappointment

I Once Made Sadness My Home ►

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Adriana de los Angeles Diaz Rizo

Tue 27th Aug 2019 12:24

Thank you Chrystel for the kind words ? it's always nice to know a poem resonates with someone else.

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Don Matthews

Tue 27th Aug 2019 10:26

Like they say Adriana we are our own worst enemy. Join the club....

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Chrystel Roberts

Tue 27th Aug 2019 09:26

I understand the feelings you've described, only too well!

Meaningful and succinct poem,
Adriana.

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