At times you can see it, clear as day
Crawling up the walls, digging mental graves.
It feels like a mystery, but does have a name.  An opposition known as:
Stress.
It tears through our lives,
creates a mess.
Like a dark evil cloud
it has no cares,
nor does it provide a sign to say
BEWARE.
It wants only your sanity,
your time and your energy,
Destroying your hope in all of humanity.
It leaves a beaten trail of schedules and potential successes,
that were never given the proper attentions.
But fear not my blessings,
Look to the sky,
take a deep breath,
and simply feel alive.
Stop seeking your pleasures and expanding the mess,
for only the Lord provides relief from your stress.