The clock ticks and the time passes,
Each minute that goes by brings me closer.
The deadline creeps ever nearer,
The time of completion draws near.
The pressure grows with each second,
And the weight of responsibility presses down.
The stress builds with each passing moment,
But I must finish on time.
The fear of failing grows,
But I must fight through it.
The hope that I will succeed,
Gives me the willpower to carry on.
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PoetryMy soul speaks as my soul will. Do not silence it. Some of those poems are just for fun but in the end, they were all written by me, so please don't take any credit from them 1k reads on 24.02.24
