Stress

How I feel
it's like I'm ill
things are so bad
I feel so bad and sad
because of this stress
stress from now I curse
I am now tired of this pain
it makes me become insane
I lost my heart's own piece
I need peace, I need peace.

Drencho_POET_Loads
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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April 2, 2017 at 4:30 PM
Hello Drencho Poet nice to meet you. There is stress in this household to. For me to relieve it I mediate at night it makes me fall asleep. I awake refresh the next day. I enjoyed your poem. A 7
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