Pyramidal Pressure
I am my own OC. I will keep track of my life. These may be news, or they may be venting. I need somewhere to write the truth of my heart. Probably it won't interest you.
Some of it will be fictional. I'm my own write-in OC.
I'm somewhat troubled...
if by somewhat I mean massively.
I'm poised at the "block" section of my blog and
the anticipation, the fear, the hesitation
presses upon me like a huge pyramid balanced improbably upon my head
sinking in to fill the bald spot that this stress has weathered away from my scalp
do I dare to eat a peach? Shall I part my hair in back?
What will happen if I click the poisoned friends from out my life?
Will they attack? Will they resent? Will they become my enemies?
Can I recover from the guilt that is deserved and undeserved?
Do they intend to cause this harm, or are they innocent from blame?
I do not know, I do not know, I don't know anything but the pain
I only wanted friends and love I only wanted to be good
Am I the wicked one to cut these lethal darlings from my life?
If I should hurt them, am I bad and am I wrong to make them sad
Will they be wroth or will they cry, or p'raps do both? Who knows? Not I.
I need your help I need a friend I need to trust I need the end
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