Pressure The barometric pressure of the day Is wreaking havoc in my mind Confusion a familiar companion On my journey of unpredictability A feeling of hopelessness Covering me in a dark shroud Dragging me into its damp pit of gloom and I go with docility Clarity nowhere to be found As I stumble on rocksContinue reading “Pressure”
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Poetry For Healing 