"stresser" poems
*I am the stresser; in which the stress controls me. It powers me up and tears me down.
It's the reason behind my failure and my mistakes in which I hate so passionately.*
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
Look at yourself
Look, look at your life
Examine your mental health
Love, is it trite?
Look at yourself, baby
Look at your life and maybe
We can find a way
To make it day by day
Feeling alright
Theres no need to fight, fight
Look and listen
And please try to pay attention
We've got to change our ways
And find the path that pays to tread
Have to make the most of this thing
Gotta make it through with broken wings
But it's just a minor stresser
When you really look at it, baby
Just look at the positives
The negatives are worthless, baby
They don't mean a thing to me
They shouldn't mean a thing
Dec 31, 2010
Dec 31, 2010 at 4:14 PM UTC
The beach in winter is my crying place
The shower will do
Sometimes the car
The tucked-away toilets at work
They are containers
But the beach is
My accomplice
We mourn together, weather gives us room
The wind assists, insists that others leave
If some resist, enlists the sand to
Reinforce the clear command with
Stinging pressure, stresser that the
Beach in winter is for us
And us alone
To sit
And safely grieve
Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 9:12 PM UTC