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Stress

Toxic bubble in my blood,
And there’s a stinging in my eyes,
Tears are threatening to flood,
I’m wishing for those highs
When the stress leaves my head,
And they stop telling lies,
And when I lay in bed,
I don’t worry about when I’ll arise.
I don’t know where it comes from,
My anxiety starts to rise,
It seeps into my systems,
And everything that’s calm dies.
It’s impossible to stop it.
I don’t even realize,
It’s like a dark deep pit,
And I never know its size.
I can never make it go away,
And it makes my kindness blind.
I can’t believe the things I say.
All I want to do is cry.




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falling-rain said...
Jan. 24, 2012 at 10:14 am:
i really enjoyed this:) great description..keep writing!
 
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