As burdens that begin as bearable
Then painfully dig into tender flesh,
So stress can go from fine to terrible
When in the cycle one becomes enmeshed-

As picayune regrets become hot shame,
Unfinished projects build up, unsurmounted.
Inconsequential failures focus blame,
And with perverse precision they’re recounted.

Resistance comes through suitable distraction,
By stimulation of that perfect place
Within the brain that spurs it into action-
Familiar motions harmful thoughts replace.

When smothered by the ash of desperation,
Seek comfort in the fire of your creation.