A golden compass,
A broken mast.
A ruined sail,
A battered hull.
A ***** deck,
Yup the boats a wreck.

The boat is leaking as I sail to the unknown,
The wind blows against my hind.
But no way am I afraid,
As I sail to look and find.
The true me.

You left me the way I was,
In the middle of nowhere.
The back of beyond,
And of course you didn't care.
It took me ages to come out alive,
I've brushed with death,
And survived.
So no matter how hard you push me,
Down the hole,
Or off a cliff.
*You'll never hurt or destroy my soul

One plus one is two,
Four plus five is nine,
I hope you feel this too,
But I want to make you mine.
It may not be accurate.
Like 3.14 is pi,
But like infinity is never ending,
Like my longing.
For when we're together,
Like 7,8,9.
I want to stay with you forever.

I'm always under pressure,
I'm always expected to be great.
I'm always expected to be the leader,
But I'm not the best so don't under-estimate.

Always on
Always doing things
For other people
Because that’s what they want
But what about me?

You don't care about me,
You put pressure on me.
Just because you're free,
It doesn't mean it'll last thee.

You think you know best
Know my limits
But if you push too hard
You’ll soon find
I don’t just snap,
I explode

Pressure is like a dark fog,
It creeps and appears.
It bites like a savage dog,
And disappears.

But even when it’s gone
The bites are infected
Leaving a little pressure in everything you do
******* the joy from the things that used to offer a break
A shadow on the sunniest of days

Years later,
The wounds are the same.
Those scars won't leave me,
And those scars bare shame.
I want to remove them,
But sadly they wont go.
They're too deep,
And my greatest foe.

*Your voice in my head
Echoing my deepest doubts
Scars from your abuse
Running rampant in my head
Adding the pressure
To prove you wrong

Throw sticks and logs into the fire,
To keep it alive.
Let its light guide you and shine,
And may its light be a gift to us all.

We slipped into our socks, eyes were closed
Soaking boldly within us, acedia's warm coat
View the clement fate, endless reaches cold
Every step lead to atrophy past the belt post
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City's first pinching, whipped us into a storm
They pin down our wings so we'd conform
Every breath is an option to plummet or soar
Yet like a moth, i'm drifting down to the floor