Stress

Stress

Stress

A manifestation of the unnerving

Stress

The tickle at your side that you wish didn’t hurt

That sharp noise in your ear that doesn’t go away

The floater in your eye that follows your every blink

Stress

The motivator that demotivates

It functions as a drain, engrained in your veins

It drives you insane

Then tells you tells you “No pain no gain”…

So why don’t I feel any better than I was before

Why don’t I feel any stronger?

Stress

The foreshadowing of demise

As you tip tap your feet to the ground

Shifting the plates of your future

Desperation becomes opportunity

Rash decisions become a must

Risks become a chance

Common sense becomes your enemy

Stress

The arbitrator of unfavorable situations

The let me look for love in all the wrong places

The filler of voids with a deeper void

Stress

Abundant in all shapes and sizes

Each holding its own world of surprises

The false resolve

That evolves to devolve my inner being

So I drown my woes in sorrow

Into the empties bottles of Bacardi 151 surrounding me

Because life is short

You only get one shot

So I take another shot

Hakuna Matata that hit the spot

Stress

The Illusion

That a quick fix can quick fix

My eternal suffering

That friends like Jack Daniels

And Captain Morgan are the best I ever had

That battered bitches and stitches

Are the riches I wishes

Who needs help

When numbness mitigates pain?

When confusion mitigates sense?

When blurred vision blurs the vision of my life wasting away

Stress

YOLO

It just… Doesn’t work…