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
This is my first "duet". A massive thank you to Aqua Rose for writing this with me. If you would like to write a poem duet with me please massage me. I would love to.