I can't take it anymore,
I can't stand this mess.
I need to find a way out,
Of this never ending stress.
The rising pressure inside,
I no longer wish to hide.
The anger, wrath,
I'm tired of this path.
The boring mundane,
I'm going insane,
As i try to combat
But fail to contain
This amok;
That runs in my brain.
I want to scream out stop
Save me from this pain
But the little strength I have
Can no longer be contain
Since I'm running out of time
Me and my stifling mind.
Nice concept. There is virtue in allowing issues to take their courses. Please spell-check the poem
A very deep write Roshana with a good flow, life was made for living, live it to the full it can be a short journey.
Wow.... you're young and a promising writer.... I also invite you to see my HEARTACHES WILL NEVER LAST, LIVE ANOTHER NEW DAY, and EACH PASSING DAY.... a big 10 for you, Roshana...
A very powerful piece with strong emotive concepts that make it easy to relate to. I think just a few tiny tweaks on the grammar and maybe a couple of word swaps would add finesse and really drive it home nicely.
Thank you Georgina Murray and with the help of you i'll gladly like my poem to be the best it can be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
IM not sure if this was intended, but I enjoy the slow increase of intensity in the poem. The concept is great as well (Though I'm not sure I should be saying that considering the subject) I like this poem!
thank you Joshua flores