Tug of war

Round the corner from writers block,

These exams has my creativity stuck in a headlock

She’s screaming, pleading to be released

Spluttering blood everywhere

He replies ‘’you need 4 As atleast

English, maths, physics, don’t forget about chemistry

Meanwhile she’s in agony, but won’t be shown mercy

But his hands are only serpents around her neck

I’m just trying to make it through the day without being strangled to death

Torn between wanting to excel and being mediocre

As I stray towards the latter, I’m giving him more reasons to choke her

They’re playing tug of war once again

No matter who wins, the rope will become a noose in the end

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