Suffering from Stress
Author's Note: As the new year begins and the days go by, my life becomes more and more crazy. I'm knee deep in stresses. With my semester exams, and trying to get on the best soccer team possible my mind seems to be constantly worrying.
Every time I take about step
the weight gets heavier
I struggle to breath
but I don't stop
I can't help myself
falling into a dark hole
filled to the top with stress
I only work harder
You see my laughing
playing
having fun
my mind dies of worries
I can't function
but I can't stop pushing myself
it helps me sometimes
and kills me others
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