Stress And My Last Words



I'm dealing with the stress
I don't have no stress reliever.
Same pains
Thank God
It all don't come on the same day..
Got me hitting more than hay
Too painful I am sleepless
I wish I can weaken my stress
Visually see it less
Like vapor
Wish it wasn't made to form
My feelings, my emotions
It plays with it like a broken record
I haven't spoken I can't even remember
My last words, my last words
Casting in this pain and it hurts.
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Submitted on May 09, 2015

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Jon Otano

The topics I write about are very diverse, so are the poetry styles I apply. I started writing poetry in high school in 05. I had written some poetry during class and showed some of my classmates who enjoyed it! I then was chosen to have my poetry in the school newspaper for each month! I done a lot of my work in the library. I met a woman who i showed my work to that worked there, and she said she knew a man that works on the radio! Then i was able to read two poems off the radio. A news reporter who appeared on the station as well decided to do a report on me and I've been writing ever sense. :) If Anybody want to friend request me on Facebook feel free too! Just look up Jon Otano I should be easy to find! :) more…

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