Pressure

I Can Feel The Pressure Now Yes! Pressure How? It's Definitely Not A Curse But I'm Certainly Not The Cause Time Passing Quickly Free Of Charge But Alas! One Day We'll Breath For A Charge Slowly Depleting No Chance Of Reliving Once The Fire In You Goes Out Living Solely Becomes A Fight Mixing Sorrow, Anxiety and Depression Rejoicing In Iniquity And Confusion Like A Ticking Bomb With No Deforms Utterly Defeated Closely Related Pressurized To Denounce And Then Fully Renounced Waitng Eagerly For The Opportunity To Pounce Catching You Unannounced Death Is But A Hidden Mystery No Need For All The Hidden Anxiety Remembering Your Destination Yours Far From Relaxation Your Soul Rest In Peace Or In Petrified Pieces Your Enemies Still Lurking Rejoicing And Singing Waiting For You To Reach Your Downfall Then Weigh You Down Like Rainfall And Then Only Then Would You Pressured Pressured Over Measured! Only When All You Have Is Gone Would you Feel A Pinch Of My Pressure Then Say So Long.