Stress

Mon, 06/12/2017 - 01:03 -- fnydera

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55418
United States
45° 1' 10.6392" N, 93° 14' 7.9872" W

Shall I apply the right amount of pressure to your mind?

Maybe it is too much or too little for you to handle

Either way it is vital that you are at an understanding

To put emphasis on a major thought process

Trying so drastically to keep all focus at the core

It is as though you are not reaching out

Reaching and stretching for what is rightfully yours

Your arms and legs bent out of shape

Back hunched over losing all memory of good posture

Here comes your old friend turned rival

Through the open doorways of your heart

A continuation of past transgressions  

It is demanding you give it more then your body

Swimming through your veins to open air

Picking out the memories of much desire

This unwanted situation has stressed you

Stressed you to the edge of no return

Stressed your earthly vessel to broken parts

Stressed your mind to depths of genuine despair

At least you are no longer in fear of pain

You will become a new and better you, yet

The time for reparations has not come

Shall we explain how not all stress is bad?

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