A question of pressure,

how much can I take?


I feel I am under increasing pressure in my life, I feel its force upon me. Every day is the turn of a handle, squeezing my head like a vice.

It's trying to break me, to destroy my hope, my sanity. Am I going to be crushed by this pressure, will it stop the movement in my chest that I hold dear?


I have recently watched the film "The Devils Advocate" and It sent my mind reeling in upon itself. It felt like it was speaking directly to me and my brain tumbled over and over, rolling on down a hill of realisation.

The film spoke of pressure and of pushing a man until he could take no more.

I wonder where my limit is. How much can I take?

This feels like a test, but who's the examiner?

I do not know.



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