Sense of Stress

I don’t know when I forgot to breathe
Maybe in the end of my nightmare
Or just the beginning of another

I don’t know when I bit my lips
Maybe I was in deep concentration
Or hold my patience in tight grip

I don’t know when I stared blankly
Maybe words are speechless to say
Or I’m too bored to even slightly react

I don’t know when I stopped listening
Maybe if my heart is beating so wild
Or the world is already too crowd

I don’t know when I no longer felt
Maybe I have consumed a lot of the same thing
Or the amount of pain is unbearable to me

poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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