Pain and Pressure

The pain is harder,
the pressure is near.
It's hard to go forward,
harder to steer.

The pressure is on,
my muscles are tightening.
Each day is so scary,
and ever so frightening.

It's hard to go on,
hard to keep trying.
Because every day,
I feel like dieing.

There are big changes,
between many friends.
Some turn bad,
and our friendship ends.

The pressure is thinning,
and so am I.
I'm old and withered,
and soon to die.