In this hour I am here ready and willing to be skinned alive. Why am I consumed with such a mind to where I cannot control my emotion? Stress consumes my every thought and sleep will not come, such a distaste I have. Therefore, I have come to a point where I am standing dazed and I beg you please carry this burden, this weight. For what lesson must I gain from this anxiety? I know that it has been said not to worry yet I cannot control this urge that is based upon a lack of clarity. How I wish to reach within myself and pull this cripple from my innards. Cut this from me for the pain that I might endure in that instance would be far less than a lifetime of torture. Peace shall come and a calm I must find through the battle of the will and the mind. Therefore, I have come to a point where I am standing dazed and I beg you please carry this burden, this weight. For what lesson must I gain from this anxiety? I know that it has been said not to worry. Cut this from me for I can no longer stand still as I wish to tear at my limbs as the stress torments. I am now listening! Will peace ever come?
dazed, stress, therefore, anxiety, worry