Loosening Screws

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Pressure and stress were the horrors,
It was illuminating a massive hand that choking me to death,
I want to meet an ending or so create my own ending,
I want to sleep because I couldn't breathe anymore.

Tears were never been absent on my cheeks,
Oxygen never failed to make me experience hell,
It was suffocating that I am desiring to get out of the shell...
I dream everyday that this is just a dream, but no... it was real.

That was years ago, and now I am a proud survivor,
I fought after I found the reasons to go on and continue;
I still have a lot of things to do... it is my purpose,
I will live to fullest as God help me loosen some choking screws.

-Marxx Archer

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