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.
I know what it is like to think that it would stop all the pain. You feel like it's the only way, but it's not. I thought for me it was the only way. I tried so many times to do it but when I...
Stress Is A Killer
Published: June 2011
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