The stress is killing me
softly as I sleep
The stress is eating at me
slowly as I weep
It’s there every night and every day
I beg. Please, please…please go away
Do I let it consume me
or do I keep fighting til the end?
I’m tired, so tired
do I have anything left to defend?
I do, I know this to be true
I’m tired, what do I have to prove?
To myself, to others?
They don’t realize I can be weak
I can do no right
so I turn the other cheek
Do I stand and fight
or do I give in?
I know the answer
I just don’t know if I can.
Todays poetry contest submission was written by CareyP.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2014?