you refused to feel

Stress is quiet,

until it is not.

It whispers first,

a tight chest,

a heavy head,

a tired soul.

Keep pushing,

and it begins to speak louder.

The body remembers

every worry you tried to forget.

Sickness does not arrive suddenly.

It grows

from all the things

you refused to feel.

When pressure climbs,

the body breaks

where the heart bends.

Listen early.

Rest before it robs you.

Heal before it hurts you.

Your peace

is medicine.

Protect it.