Stress

Stress

Stress

The stress of life has made me insane

I want to drink a lot to remove these fearful stains

I’m confused by my work loud of sorts

The homework I get wants me to abort

My calls with her get later and later

I don’t know what my hours are, as my job as a waiter

I lose sleep

I can’t count sheep

My fear of my past scares me I fear drifting because of my past

I don’t think it will happen I pray it doesn’t each time at mass

I let that kiss go to my head

My stress makes me wish I was dead

Life is down

I feel like a sad clown

I forgot my clothe for P.T

My left eye is going blurry I can hardly see

God please help me threw this

To be in peace is to be with her and that is my only wish

I forgot to study due to this stress

My mind feels like an oozing mess

Ants crawl into my room due to my piggish brother

I always get into fights with my mother

I am offered a strange and new dangerous way out

But I’m afraid I will lose everything I care about

Time is money

I wish I could be with my honey

I’m afraid of losing time with her

I’m worried about my ability to make my bass purr

How I want her to take away this trouble

It feels life has got me into a bubble

My alot of people don’t look

Instead they read a Naruto comic book

My grades are slipping

My life also seems to be dipping

I can’t get work done

I’m sick of eating hamburger buns

I’m getting fat

Writing this in a poem how emo is that

I haven’t seen her in almost a week so I miss her so much

If there is one I miss is the way mine and her hands touch

I sound emo

I try to drain out my pain by listening to screamo

All that work my counselor did for nothing

I feel wasteful so I’m gonna start cussing

Fuck, fuck, damn, shit, crap

I’m lost in life can I get a fuck’n map

This poor me attitude should stop

But this will make a great song to let your head bop

My best friend is being a jerk

She laughs at me with a smirk

I feel like I’m locked-up with Charles Manson

I try to relax by watching “To Catch a Predator” with Chris Hansen

I miss the good ole days

I miss showing her my true ways

I wish things could get better so I can end this rant

But I can’t

I’m having withdraws

I feel like a dog with no paws

Stress is weak

It makes me want to jump off a peak

I’m ending this rant now

I just have to say wow

I pray for peace, love and a good life

Hopefully someday she will be my wife

I apologies for having you read my rant of emoness

I hope I get a grant of wishfulness

Goodnight

Sleep tight

Don’t let stress bite like it did to me