Today I'm holding my breath.
Not sure how to let it out.
How to lift the burden.
Life.
What is it?
Sleep, eat, work, fuck, learn, teach.
Not much more than this.
The weight of the world
Pressed tight on my shoulders,
Crushes round my head,
Squeezing my chest tight.
Nauseating and panic striken.
I can't move.
Again.
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