Under pressure.

Sometimes you're sitting in your room. You know what you need to do and you know how much time it'll take to do it. So you tell yourself "I'll do it today" or "I'll do it tomorrow" but you already know you won't. Not because you don't want to, even though you don't. And not … Continue reading Under pressure.


The walls are closing in…

Every so often, I lay in my coffin, The walls close in, as I lay within, closer and tighter, darker not brighter, I feel held in its arms, It rings no alarms, I drift to sleep as I'm buried deep.