Water
The pressure builds,
Yet the dam refuses to break.
The air grows thin,
Yet the heart continues to ache.
When everything finally releases,
There is silence.
The roar of thoughts stilled,
The emptiness filled with relief.
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The pressure builds,
Yet the dam refuses to break.
The air grows thin,
Yet the heart continues to ache.
When everything finally releases,
There is silence.
The roar of thoughts stilled,
The emptiness filled with relief.