Pressure.

She screams as the black water shoves her down
And envelops her like a strangling comfort.
She floats in it and drowns in it, 
Estranged from all human kind and
Stuck in the center of it.
She can't live like this, 
She can't survive like this,
Yet she can't live nor survive without it.
It crushes her and destroys her very inner being,
Yet fuels her all the while. 
She is nothing without it
Yet it stops her from being everything
And it panics her
And terrifies her
She never knows
She never can tell
When it'll come crashing on her head
Just this...this thing
A weight, a rock that smushes her
Cripples and hurts her
But she can never make it
Stop.
Category:Jenna Fraen
Category:Poetry