i feel like a pile of dirt
im down in the ground, broken and hurt
the weight of the situation is impressive
the mood of the room is just depressive
tomorrow is execution day for me and everyone i know
well, thats makes me and three
compressing the pain i cannot show
i rise from the dust onto a bent knee
i intend to rise up
stand out
climb out
diamond
this PRESSURE
it overhwhelms me
but this PRESSURE
it recreates me
changes my composition
enables me to change position
get down to business
take no nonsense
complete the tasks
and then relax
i will overcome my situation
just ignore my inhibitions
take on this scene
with my routine
i am the messiah
here to shine
i am the messiah
im here on time
because no room and less
makes me focused
and no room to fail
makes me unbreakable
diamond
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This is so strong and well worded! Amazing work, as usual 🙂
This is an amazing poem! You are talented. Great job!
“diamond
this PRESSURE
it overhwhelms me
but this PRESSURE
it recreates me”
Beautiful! I love what you did here.
Great piece, my friend!
I’m glad you all enjoyed! ‘pressure makes diamonds’ is a saying i have in mh head for some reason and it came up in a conversation so i figured i should jump on the idea when it was stoll fresh.
Cheers to all the bad times that inspire us! Amazing work, Chesire 😀