It bears down on me
like so much pressure
pushing, ever pushing
never letting up.
School, work, family
always something to do
never any rest or peace
even in my dreams.
Overwhelming pressure
leaving dents
in my mind, my heart, my soul
getting deeper all the time.
Smothering, getting sick
no strength to push back
going under
and no one sees.
Deborah Horton Writing 