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Sep 2015
Stress is an overwhelming and very addicting drug.
Stress brings anxiety,
Anxiety we need to get away from.
But the anxiety just won't leave,
We can't relieve ourselves until finally what is stressing us has passed and is over with.
Without stress our lives are boring,
We begin to crave something that needs us, something that needs our attention.
Stress is a drug.
When we have too much we need to stop,
And when we stop we just want it back to feel like we're needed.
Like what we do matters to someone or something.
To have an obligation, a responsibility to fulfill and make someone proud.
It's a constant struggle back and forth fighting our bodies for what we really need.

One of the hardest things to do in life is to find a balance between wanting to slam our faces into walls and wasting away from doing nothing.

Stress is a drug.
Michael Ream
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