It comes in little doses,
If you want it or not it's there.
Stress doesn't come with a warning,
It just shows up.
It comes through many things;
Tests, games and life.
And with stress comes anxiety,
With anxiety comes worrying.
With worrying comes breakable ties.
Every step you take a piece of you shatters.
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It happens with a single breath,
And you end up staring stress in the face.
And somedays feels like you can't breath,
Like your drowning and no one notices.
And you just stare at the horizon deciding to let it take you away.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To The Sky
PoetryThe voyage of emotions on day to day events. The poems shows the struggle and hardships. Shows how getting out of the dark times pays off in the end.
