Thrashing and ripping at you and twisting your stomach muscles. That's what stress does. No blue sky's today but a instead a sky of fire and death.A thrashing rapid build up of staggering cacaos. Scream inside but no one will hear. Red in the cheeks and blue inside, muscles ripped and heart upside down. What a maleficent thing stress does. So staggering and
yet it crushes you slowly with somber waves of gloom and doom.