A Stress so Deep

Stress so deep it cuts the bone,
I try to hide it but it's shown.
Smoke another ciggarette the pain away,
So I'll stay here where I lay.
The thoughts come in one by one,
The weight of them is a ton.
Feeling trapped inside my head,
Lying here on my bed.
Stress is killing everyday in turn,
Sitting here watching this ciggarette burn.