Tap, Tap, Tap

I feel it,

I hear it.

Every little moment gets heavier and louder.

I can't ignore it.

I can't explain it away.

It is more than just one thing.

Even if I respond...

Even when the anchor is removed.

There is the tapping.

There is the responsibility. The work. The effort, 

The task.

This was never what would solve a thing. It is just one of the reasons the pressure is on.

Tap, tap, tap.

What can I do?

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