Stress

by Allie   Oct 18, 2006


With her darkened eyes,
she looks at you with tears in her eyes,
you can tell she hasn't slept in days.

Her teeth start to grind,
her mouth starts to quiver
you can tell she hasn't spoken in hours.

As her legs start to give out,
Her knees start to shake,
you can tell she hasn't rested in days.

With one last word,
as she looks at with you with her darkened eyes,
with her quivering lips,
and her shaky knees.

She says "the stress is to heavy, I'm starting to give out. No one is helping they just make it worse, so god just take me.."

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  • 18 years ago

    by Aussie

    God is the only one who can get rid of the stress. people are just misunderstood. i lov the ending:)