Stress Is A Killer

August 9, 2011 in Poetry, Teen Troubles

Stress is feeding on me; Sucking out my soul. I feel my body weakening, it refuses to let go.

I’m going kind of pale, blood is dripping down my arm, Tears are falling from my eyes; a pain pierces my heart.

I’m confused, and don’t know what to do. I want to end it all, but you don’t want me to.

Living life is fine, but stress makes it tough. Your smile use to make me happy; now that’s not enough.

Stress is killing me, putting me to rest. But I’ll try not to leave you, I’ll try my very best.

11 responses to Stress Is A Killer

  1. this is a really good poem and i undestand exactly what u are expressing in this poem infact i feel the same as i get stressed really easil 🙂

  2. love this poem it really speaks to me …..would love to tlk

  3. its a really good poem i understand
    everything u mean

  4. this is deep. I really like it and I can kinda relate to you..

  5. I know exactly how you feel.

  6. WOW u have explaind my whole life but it woke me up and i have got to do somthing about this stress xxxx 🙂 <3

  7. your a really good writer. its really deep and emotional and i know exactly how you feel. keep it going your doing really well-best of luck and losts of love<3

  8. this is really deep i felt your pain keep it up

  9. Wow this is really good. I can understand it so well!:)

  10. I can relate to stress feeding on me

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