Stress

Stress

A Poem by Escape My Fate

The stress.
Its killing me. 
School. Love. Hate. Me.
Everything is killing me. 
I cant sleep anymore. 
In fact its 2:30 am as i write these words
My head hurts
My lungs feel closed
My legs burn.
My eyes hurt.
I'm thirteen with the body of a 70 year old
But is there a doctor who cares?
No.
Is there a doctor with the cure?
I hope so.
And is there a doctor out there,
Who can finally see the stress and pain im in,
and come in and help me?
No.

© 2011 Escape My Fate


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

I love this because I completely relate. The day before school started this year I was awake until three in the morning, unable to sleep because of the stress of a new school. Keep up the great work! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I know the feeling. The moments when you lie in bed, glancing at the clock next to you, only to see the time get later and later while you can't sleep a wink. Stress is hard on the body, but you're only a year younger than me--you shouldn't have these worries! Try your best to look on the positive side. :-)

Posted 10 Years Ago



Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe

Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5

Stats

303 Views
2 Reviews
Added on March 17, 2011
Last Updated on March 17, 2011