Stress, a burden we carry each day,
A weight that presses, in so many ways.
It follows us, a constant demand,
Leaves us feeling drained, on shifting sand.

It taints our thoughts, it clouds our sight,
And leaves us with a soul that just doesn’t feel right.
It steals our peace, it steals our rest,
And leaves us with a mind that’s put to the test.

But still we rise, and face the fray,
With strength that comes, in a brand new way.
We take a breath, and then another one,
And slowly, slowly, we’ve begun.

To see the beauty in the chaos,
To find the calm, in the swirling mass.
And though it’s hard, and it’s not fair,
We choose to keep moving, to show we care.

For we are warriors, of the heart,
Fighting battles, that tear us apart.
And in our souls, we know we’re strong,
And that we’ll keep marching, all day long.

So when you feel the crush of stress,
Remember the love, and the peace that’s inside.
Remember the hope, and the courage you’ve tried,
And know that healing is always by your side.