Pressure
I can feel it building up inside me
Almost ready to explode
Walls are closing in on me and the air around me seems thinner every minute
Im being squeezed by my neck
I cant breath anymore
My lungs are like dried up prunes
Im being cornered by my feelings and i cant run away
I have given up
poem by Kathryn Briones
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