Whenever stress comes
It hits me like a storm
A storm were the clouds are not filled with rain
But filled with
Sadness and anger
Filled with
Self deprivation and bad thoughts
These things rain down on me
Whenever im stressed
Instead of thunder crashing down
The realization that no one loves me crashes down
Instead of people saying its raining cats and dogs
They say
Its raining tears and long nights
Stress is my storm
Stress is a part if life
But what if stress is dangerous
For me at least.
YOU ARE READING
I cant write poems
Poesiathis is probally going to be poems (i cant write poems so just a warning for cringey content) i should probally put a trigger warning i get deep sort of....so warning i guess....
