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Christopher’s Voice

As I make it up to the top of the hill,
I begin to shackle down
I feel torn and broken completely

I’m carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders like Atlas
There’s no way that this can forever last

My body temperature begins to heat up at 100 degrees
Anxiety attacks begin to rush. Lord help me please

I’m in an era where life isn’t well
The darkness of confusion makes me feel like I’m in hell

I begin to cry and badly shake
I don’t know how much more I can take

I start to look up at the sky and my voice bursts through my mouth like an animal’s stampede
I feel a sudden and violent quake begin under the surface of my feet

Buildings fall down one by one
Little children and adults start running

The sky above gets darker and darker
Lighting begins to come out of the sky
The pain inside makes me wanna die

My ocean water (deep) voice begins to break the city down like my soul
Aftermath, the city looks as if it was eaten and spat back out in whole

As I collapse and peacefully rest
It was stress I had to get off my chest
 
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