Pressure

Slowly the pressure increases,

Pushing down on my shoulders gently.

Pretending to be a reassuring squeeze,

It whispers fake promises in my ear.

Not believing the truths behind it all,

I believe the lies and deceit.

Until I finally realise the truth,

I won't notice the weight upon my shoulders;

By the time I do notice,

The pressure will be too much to handle.

Instead, I'll crumble beneath it -

Unable to stand up straight:

Trying to lessen the pressure,

While more gets added on top.

I fear the day I notice the pressure,

The day I'll begin to crumble...

For now, I will continue

Believing in the reassuring squeesressure

Slowly the pressure increases,

Pushing down on my shoulders gently.

Pretending to be a reassuring squeeze,

It whispers fake promises in my ear.

Not believing the truths behind it all,

I believe the lies and deceit.

Until I finally realise the truth,

I won't notice the weight upon my shoulders;

By the time I do notice,

The pressure will be too much to handle.

Instead, I'll crumble beneath it -

Unable to stand up straight:

Trying to lessen the pressure,

While more gets added on top.

I fear the day I notice the pressure,

The day I'll begin to crumble...

For now, I will continue

Believing in the reassuring squeeze