Stifle

 

Stress in its many forms

Is all around her.

It weaves with stealth and presses

Down, smothering, trapping.

 

Of all the things she dreamed

It was never this. The constant

concern with measuring, juggling,

suffocates all her joy and peace.

 

Daily prompt: Stifle

 

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