Stress Poem by shaniqua parker

How could i let these words flow, when thepain inside me continues 2 grow?
How can i tell the 1's i 1nce loved 2 stay, when im da 1 dat pushed dem away?
What does it take 2 release this Stress, when it pushes down on my chest?
What can i really do, when my heart is broken in 2?
All this stress is ripping me apart. My heart is crying tears of blood. While my brain is screaming @ the pain. The agony i feel, wont get no better. It'll juz never be displayed. But the hurt that i feel can only b seen through me. No1 now's or even cares about what goes on inside of My Heart.