sTRESS, it is pounding inside of me,
building like the hot, fiery, molten lava
underneath the Earth's crusty surface,
waiting and wanting to break free!
mY head THROBS, I feel as though I am
trapped in my own mind. I am about to
EXPLODE!
iTS mist enters my brain and swirls into
every crevice and nook. It tightens its
hold on me...strangling and suffocating me.
tHE pressure, the anger, the tears; are all
heightened by the fear of failure. Can I,
will I succumb to the bleakness and darkness
it offers me?
i WANT to unburden myself of this thing
that devours and rots my soul. I have
too much to do...too little time.
cAN I overcome this thing? What is this thing
that continues to hound me, stalk me and
control me? Why me? Why now?
i think I am sTRESSED!
Reason for writing:
During a very busy week of finals I decided to sit down to rest
my weary eyes, when I suddently felt in order for me to
continue studying I had to write my feelings down first.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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