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Literature Text
You know that Feeling?
That Feeling where life is just too overwhelming
Life is not a desirable thing anymore
The increasingly heavy load of emotions and stress just won't cease to grow
Waking up no longer is something to be excited about, a everlasting sleep creeps up
Insomnia becomes your closest friend because the dreams at night are terrifying
The good ones hurt when you wake up and the bad ones just make it worse
Nearly everything that once was exciting just bores you to tears
The tears that pour out as I bury my knees deep in the carpet
The pillows on the bed soaked in tears and pain that leaks from every crevice
Keeping your head above water is growing more and more difficult
The water level just keeps getting higher as I go the opposite direction deeper into the ground
The hole that I am digging and preparing to rest in eternally
So much I want to leave behind with good intentions
The weight is just becoming to much
The white flags for the time being are stored at the ready in the closet
Waiting for the right time to be brought out and tossed up
For now they are the only things truly above the water
My lungs are loaded with the pressure drowning me yet they feel as if they shall collapse any second
Opening your eyes just seems fearful and frightening, rid this world and give back my paradise
The pain is utterly just to much anymore, the clock is ticking
Will the flags remain in the closet or will they just be the last pound to drown me in my pain?
That Feeling where life is just too overwhelming
Life is not a desirable thing anymore
The increasingly heavy load of emotions and stress just won't cease to grow
Waking up no longer is something to be excited about, a everlasting sleep creeps up
Insomnia becomes your closest friend because the dreams at night are terrifying
The good ones hurt when you wake up and the bad ones just make it worse
Nearly everything that once was exciting just bores you to tears
The tears that pour out as I bury my knees deep in the carpet
The pillows on the bed soaked in tears and pain that leaks from every crevice
Keeping your head above water is growing more and more difficult
The water level just keeps getting higher as I go the opposite direction deeper into the ground
The hole that I am digging and preparing to rest in eternally
So much I want to leave behind with good intentions
The weight is just becoming to much
The white flags for the time being are stored at the ready in the closet
Waiting for the right time to be brought out and tossed up
For now they are the only things truly above the water
My lungs are loaded with the pressure drowning me yet they feel as if they shall collapse any second
Opening your eyes just seems fearful and frightening, rid this world and give back my paradise
The pain is utterly just to much anymore, the clock is ticking
Will the flags remain in the closet or will they just be the last pound to drown me in my pain?
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The Overwhelming Ball Of Stress
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This is a great piece of 'that moment' poetry. This compliment comes from someone who recently wrote a very clumsy piece of 'that moment' poetry. I would like to say the the strange subject matter was the reason, but that would be a cop-out. Anyway, what I am trying to say is that its tough to do and I think you nailed. With a cheerful doff of my cap, I bid you a great Friday.