Stress Is A Killer

Stress Is feeding on me, Sucking out my soul. I feel my body weakening, It refuses to let go. I'm going kinda pale, Blood is dripping down my arm, Tears are falling from my eye; 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 will try not to leave you. I will try my best.