![]() Pressure (formerly Pressure Me, revised version)A Poem by Indra's ChildBridge: Some days I'm on it Some days I'm on it Some days I'm on it Other days I sit there and pretend Today was the last day of the beginning of the end You take some pink poison to cure and to vent The strange feelings set free through fire and scars Feelings of pressure released, death isn't far -Bridge- Chorus: I can have my dog in a cage, I can drink my wine and derange You can have all you ever wanted, and more- As long as you don't complain It was held together by belief Words cut, but blades brings deep relief Tomorrow is the first day of the start of a life Go trash the pills, but keep the knife -Bridge- -Chorus- Wearing a smile made of Zoloft, an honorary badge A soul signed away to the wolves, gave up the mind I had Your enemy, my secret place, plastique's made it my void Give me graffiti, paint SSRI's on walls of white noise -Msc Break- Choices can kill when you give up control Painfully evident trauma patrol -Bridge-
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Added on March 1, 2022 Last Updated on March 1, 2022 Author![]() Indra's ChildOakland, CAAboutI just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..Writing
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