Stress kills

Stress kills
Silently crawls
Inside me it lives
Begs to let live.
I do not eat as i realize
Danger coming my way.
Life is the end for me,
No trace of happiness
No trace of motivation
Only a low hole that forms
Deep inside of me
Forms small as a seed,
Then hugely as a giraffe.
Stress kills me
Stress eats me up
Until i am nothing
But a depressed, grey soul
with no life
With no color
With no meaning.
Only the knowledge that stress murdered me.
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