Overload/Breathe And Relieve
How much more can this body take
Before the stress devours it whole?
I know for sure I’ll make a mistake
Then plunging into a state of dull
I’m losing the strength to hold myself back
It’s all about to come out and attack
Overload, overload!
I’m now prone to gore!
Overload, overload!
I can’t take it anymore!
You let out the beast of rage and weakness
But is it really your fault at all?
Whether or not I’ll regret this
I need to let loose and break through this wall
Overload, overload!
I’m going to explode!
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And when the fire has died down
I can’t hear the soothing sound
Calm me down, lay me down to rest
I’m so weary from this test
I need a minute to breathe
And I need some time to relieve
The stress ignited the bomb
With a fuse not very long
I’m praying for a change
To face weakness a different way
Or maybe just some other day
When I have the right strength regained
This is my first "double" poem.
In Overload, I use the word "gore" in the sense of piercing and wounding, not physically but verbally and emotionally towards others around me.
Sometimes we reach that breaking point where we just lose all control of our words and actions, something we sometimes allow to pull us into negative situations.
Breathe and Relieve is the "aftermath" of the stressful attitude in Overload.
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