If a nail is hit,
one too many times, the surface, of which it is entering, will crack. Just as
if a shoe, is worn too often, its very sole becomes worn, and broken down.
Even air pressure, when it becomes high, can break our ear drums, making it
impossible to hear a voice of reason. A
solution? One does not exist, and will never exists. Pressure comes from
authority. From friends. From any force, that we submit to. Pressure. It cracks
us. It wears us down. It breaks us.
Ooo! You just sent shivers up my spine... wow-- that was incredible. I love the elegance of your words-- the flow is so poetic. I was very impressed with the line "a voice of reason"-- it really challenged me to think about it. The only grammatical error is the second exist in the line starting with "One does not exist," as I think it has an unnecessary "s". I personally would format the piece so that pressure has its own line, yet is still part of the paragraph, and then have the following three lines be on their own so that it would look like this:
ReplyDeleteIf a nail is hit, one too many times, the surface, of which it is entering, will crack. Just as if a shoe, is worn too often, its very sole becomes worn, and broken down. Even air pressure, when it becomes high, can break our ear drums, making it impossible to hear a voice of reason. A solution? One does not exist, and will never exists. Pressure comes from authority. From friends. From any force, that we submit to.
Pressure.
It cracks us.
It wears us down.
It breaks us.
Everything about this piece was great! :D Nice work.