Currents

A constant push and pull of how much I can withstand,

a challenge of how much pressure I can take until I explode,

the stress coiling around my heart tighter and tighter,

testing my willpower to resist.

The static that grows louder and louder in my head

with every obstacle that gets in my way,

the doubts seeping into the cracks in my foundation

spreading further and further feeding off my fear.

Frantically I search for an exit,

like a bird stuck in a cage,

scanning the darkness above me

and the shadows below,

frantically looking for a sign,

anything at all,

but all I hear is silence.