Poem -
Pressure
They don't understand,
don't understand that I have tried,
I made many attempts to end my story,
Don't know that the reason why I was a bitch for many years,
If I got them to hate me
I wouldn't be missed
I had the knife I was alone
But I just go through with it
I made myself forget
I was under pressure
"Well you have your own place so no reason to be upset"
"You have a decent job why stress the little stuff"
maybe I should have tried harder to make the attempt successful...
but in the end I am just me.
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Hello Teresa...
I think this is a Test...
You got this...
You can pass...
An F...
That's a Redo until you pass...
Over and Over...
Satan laughs then...
He's hilarious when he goes away mad...
A little scary for you at first...
Pray him a Yo Yo or Hot Air Balloon and give him a send off if you feel generous...
The yoyo will keep him entertained...
You have to demand he has to play with for 24 hours at least...
He got Lucky...
He knows it...
Oh he's pouting now...
Aww...
Give him an Ice Cream Cone with sprinkles...
He'll get over it...
I was nice...
I didn't give him the week like I was going to...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong