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Stressed Out

A Poem

By Donia SchenkelsPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I think a lot of people, if not everyone, feels a little stressed sometimes. So I tried to show how my personal stress feels through this poem.

Sat on the ground

The bits and pieces

Scattered all around

Go to pick one up

Try to find its twin

Look at the scattered mess

Eyes begin to swim

No match in sight

Beginning to feel frantic

Pick up another piece

And useless feels this antic

No pieces match

This unsolvable puzzle

Throw the piece to the floor

To the wall the body will nuzzle

Never to look at the pieces

The defeat will haunt

Unable to fix the mess

Unfinished business will taunt

Leaving only stress

heartbreak
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About the Creator

Donia Schenkels

Just a poet that knows it doesn’t rhyme with poet.

I like to focus on our modern world in my writing, because let’s face it, if schools want to teach poetry, make it useful and understandable to today’s students. Language changes with time.

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