Stress

Its overtaking my life.
It never stops.
When my migrains start,
The stress gets worse.
Stress is like a cool drizzle.
It keeps coming down,
And never stops.
It can effect my mood,
And how I act.
School; friends, old and new;
Church, band all cause stress.
When will it stop...........


I have to tell him how I feel,
or else our friendship is on the line.......

There's no other way..........

by Emma Pennington

Comments (1)

An interesting poem, I think everyone can relate to it. Dan.