A little drip of pressure,
Can quickly send me frowning,
Amounting to a hurricane,
And suddenly I'm drowning.
Deadlines set impossibly,
Typhoons of work to meet,
Failures and criticisms,
Heavy as it's sleet.
That fractured piece of pressure now,
A monster in its own,
A siren wailing in my head,
I can't escape this drone...
When all I want's a little space,
To curl up on my bed.
To pull my covers oh-so-tight,
And forget it all instead.
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