The very cool thing about this poem is that it felt like I was a fly on the wall to a conversation you were having with yourself, working through your thoughts, working through your feelings. Our thoughts come in this flow, not worded in perfect poetry, but in this free form of words struggling to be found.
"I just want it to be over

Not sure if I mean my stress
Or my life
But without me would it be alright?
Sometimes I think about this at night"
These lines took the poem to a deeper level for me - to hear you both expressing your desperation and analyzing it simultaneous. The feeling is "I just want it to be over", but what does that feeling mean? You ask and answer that here. I enjoyed reading this. It's cheesy, but I feel proud of the conclusion you came to at the end - you put stress back in its place, in his perspective, when it was something throughout the poem that was consuming. Stress become "the little thing", in regards to what it means to live, while at the same time the poem itself attests to the consuming difficulty of this 'little thing'. Your poem captured something often quoted, "dying is easy, it's the living that is hard", and to that you add that living is worth it. Nicely written.

A very well written, fluent, fluid and flowing poem with a wonderful rhythm to it. The emotion was intriguing and almost overwhelming, Fast paced but with a sense of urgency, as one who is stressed out would behave, jumpy, quick-moving, tense. Beautiful finish with lovely imagery, slightly chilling, the way you've managed to portray these emotions,yet it seems as though you're emotionally detached from the situation, as though you feel like you've escaped from yourself and are hovering somewhere between life and death, waiting for sow thing to happen, the calm before the storm. A wonderful piece, I love it!

Hi Jack, first I would like to say what a powerful piece from the heart.

I'm stressed I guess
Feels like I'm depressed
There's no way to show it
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Yeah they do feel similar don't they. I have been suffering clinical depression for some time and now apparently stress and some days it's ard to distinguish between the two.

I Can't sleep at night
I'm drowning in my emotions
And nobody knows it
^^
This hit home to me as most nights are like this for me. Sleep is like a distant memory. Insomnia is a b I t c h.

It keeps Suffocating me
I just want to break free
And breathe
It's holding me back
It makes me feel uneasy
^^
This stanza tells the reader that although suffocating in this you want to break free. It's horrible living with this and on really bad days it does feel like we are drowning and we can't get back up.

I turn to my weed
It helps keep the stress away
I can't keep it up
Doing drugs everyday
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A lot of truth hear, maybe it took alot of courage to say this as not everybody would say they were on drugs but you did so well done. Connects to the reader.

It's hard though
Trying to be sober
I've had enough of this stuff
I just want it to be over
^^
Never easy with anything to stay away with especially with alcohol or drugs.

Not sure if I mean my stress
Or my life
But without me would it be alright?
Sometimes I think about this at night
^^
This stanza here shows that thinking about your own life being over you know it would be better that you would be better here because there's people that care although because of the stresses of life you think about it all the same.

It would be so easy to take a knife
To my veins
Cry out in pain
Watch from above ashamed
As your mom screams your name
^^
I feel this is because of the stress. Hold in there Jack.

Blood on the floor
She reaches for the door crying
To tell your family that you're on the floor dying
^^
I think anyone's family would be the same. I would dread to think.

But I don't want to think about that anymore
Cause I'm better than that
I'm tough and I can go up and bat
Against my problems and my stress
^^
Yes, Jack you are better than that. You will get through this. Life's hard I know it seems difficult right now but it will get easier.

Sure my life's a mess
But I'd much rather be breathing at this desk
With a family who loves me
Than having one that's crying over my death
Cause of this little thing called stress
^^
This is the best stanza as it shows you are strong and you will fight through it.

Good write. You kept the flow and rhythm throughout, well done.

Em