Silent tears falling
Simply dripping down
The ground drinking them up
And no one notices
Mouth sewed shut
With invisible thread
Pulled tighter and tighter
Lies spun around
Invisible rocks tumbling
Onto a broken heart
Shattered and destroyed
More ways than one to break a cracked heart
Wings tattered and torn
From trying to fly
As dreams fall through
Then her broken wings fail too
Too much pressure building up
"The straw that broke the camel's back"
All the invisible pressures pushing down
Makes her crawl upon the ground
Author notes
one of my favorites right now
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Life
It seems when young we tend to put presuure on ourselves or our parents add to this problem. But to bottle it up is not good. Your description of pressure is excellent. But fear not it shall pass.
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interesting
you describe pressure in different types of ways and in the most vivid. keep on writing. this sounds absoultely great
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Oh, Jennifer... I like this VERY MUCH!
A true and tender lament that I appreciate and admire. 
Another day to prove you can do it... stay in one piece. 
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