The Pressure

Oh my GOD
The pressure
so heavy
so strong...
Get the hell off of me!
Leave me alone...
Let me be...
Don't add to the pain
You're of no use!
Why do you have to come back..
and torture me, over and over?
Why must you crush me
under your merciless weight?
Why must you...
The sentence goes unfinished as
The air leaves the lungs
The bones are ground into dust
The organs crushed, nothing left but mush
Blood seeps about all around the body
The body that used to be mine
The slit across the throat and wrists
The dissolved pills leaking out with the blood
The bullet protruding from the head
The bruise on the neck, left over by the rope that lies just a few feet away
This mutilated body, the one that used to be mine
Now completely useless
Worthless
All because of the

Pressure.