Pointed Pressure

Pointed Pressure

Nov 25, 2021

The pressure in my mind

I have nothing left to hide

My body goes into fright mode


Aliens have invaded my brain

And I have no control

No control of my thoughts

Or myself

My brain is a floor

My thoughts are walking their dirty feet upon

Take your shoes off

At the door

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