Piece # 10 - Extended Metaphor

The pressure had escalated
He could no longer take it
The lunchroom,
full of noise and life,
But not this boy,
Who sat quietly by himself,
Wondering what could be
Another day of kids screaming,
Jumping, playing, but not with him
The jokes, the hatred, the loneliness,
Had finally seeped through his skin and
Made it’s way to his heart and soul
It, the pressure to meet the enormous standard, was too difficult
It had all at once risen up
And struck him like an anaconda
Quickly, powerfully, and with no sense of failure
He only saw one option, and
This time, it was easy to succeed