Pressure.
An itch.
A barrier.
You hold out.
You look through the jumble.
You cave.
Your ink is blotting.
Your paint is caking.
Your graphite is chipping.
You had to try.
You gave it your best.
You worked in the moment.
But the itch is only worse.
The pressure persists.
The barrier grows into a wall.
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