Stress Seizes

Stress Seizes 

by CL

When my arms are restricted

By thoughts that stay

No poetic flow for one so still

A lazy ass in my brain

Making my nose cringe

My breathing sharp

Behind my eyes

Relentless in its ways

No cure but dreams

Try to see darkness

The lazy ass in the way

Burrowing it's way into my heart

Try to shake it off

Laugh too much

No way to kill the pain

No poetry can cure

No river of words allowed

Just a lazy ass

Sitting upstairs

Stuck under my head

Hidden from sight

Making the ocean ugly

Converting optimists to stone

Stress to the strong

Fire to the rain