When, Why, How, Where...What

Just before I wrote this, I realized just how much my pain had become who I was, and it was so profound. Reading through this all again is very haunting, and I'm so glad it's over.

When did stress become more than stress?
Why do I feel so alone
I scratch the floor and I scratch my skin,
In the hopes that the pain will be gone

I feel it wherever I go
How long it will last I do not know
In the meantime it fills me with woe

Where do I go and what do I do now?
It all feels so very hard
My friends know and they don't care
But on my family...I should have already start'd

I'm slurring my speech,
I'm mixing up words
It's gotten to be too much
I must start now
I'll get help somehow
They'll teach me to say bye to my fear

Author's Note

Ignore grammar

Reviews

[C.C. Marx]

stress is a serious issue, when you suffer from an anxiety disorder like me you understand that.....I hope things get better for u

[Fuego31]

It definitely is. I wrote this in 2011, and thank you, they did get a lot better :) Still a work in progress

[C.C. Marx]

Im glad and we all go through tough times so we just have to be strong and work through it i guess :)

[Fuego31]

Somehow we keep getting the strength, never being able to figure out where it came from.

[C.C. Marx]

Exactly, I like to think my family or God gives me my strength but sometimes I feel we have it in our selves to be strong, sometimes it takes someone to bring it out of us

[Fuego31]

My thoughts precisely :)

[C.C. Marx]

You never know how strong you are until you're given the change to prove it

[C.C. Marx]

*chance