PRESSURE

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PRESSURE

Things for me is just an illusion of a life of what the truth of a life,a mission of what will or is meant of this illusion of a truth of all this meaningless struggle I carry on,an ongoing lie of what consumes me in this hole I am trapped,feeling more pressure of being buried only deeper in this trap,a struggle of this illusion that is a lie of my own truth of this fear I carry.This is what keeps me stuck in a reality that has made this illusion of a place I can't run from this place is where I feel safe and yet struggle with ongoing pain?

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

bettina’s Poems (25)

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My Blood Shed 1
MY PAIN 1
BLINK OF AN EYE 1
A QUOTE 0
THOUGHTS 0
BREAKING WALLS 0
TURN 0
* UNTITLED * 0
* UNTITLED * 0
PRESSURE 0
THIS 0
BROKEN 0
ETERNITY 0
FALLING 0
FEAR 0
THE MIRROR 0
IT 0
MY BEAUTY 0
REFLECTION 0
PAINFUL THOUGHT 0
KNOWING 0
NOTHING 0
AWAKENING 0
FORSAKEN INNOCENCE 0
REALITY 0