Stress

Stress

A Poem by Darius

Waist deep in tangled thoughts.

Slowly, the pile grows.

 

A year goes by.

The pile reaches my neck.

 

Struggling to breath,

but still alive, I manage.

 

Another month.

The thoughts cover my eyes.

 

Unable to talk or see,

I take it.

 

I fear that soon,

the pile will crush me

 

Without a breath,

I will die.

 

 

 

 

© 2011 Darius


Author's Note

Darius
Now who wants to know the symbolizm of this poem? ill let you ponder it for a little bit first :D

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This write is very deep.
I love the fact that you made the poem about stress drowning you.
And that each month the stress gets deeper.
VERY,good poem I enjoyed reading.
And I think that I got the reason behind this write.
Flawless Job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like it! It was a good simple poem, with a good easy to see meaning, and fabulous imagery!!! Fabulous job, and I hope some of your stress is lessend...lessesend?... lesend?... URG!!! I can't freakin' spell!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Hah...nice symbolism...I like this, but stress blows...xD But I like that it's simple and expresses meaning without going overboard, I really like the lines, "Another month. The thoughts cover my eyes." good write :)





Posted 13 Years Ago



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Hey there! I'm Darius Taro, a 14 year old MALE Asian person! I like horror movies, swimming, video games, RAMEN, and writers cafe! I've been stressed lately, so I took a one year break. BUT GUESS WHA.. more..

Writing
im excited :D im excited :D

A Poem by Darius