Under the weight of worries, my mind does tire,
Thoughts like shadows, dark and dire.
The clock ticks slowly, each second a test,
In the shadows of stress, I find no rest.

The walls close in, the room feels tight,
An endless battle, day and night.
My heart races, my breath grows thin,
A silent struggle, deep within.

Yet in this darkness, a spark remains,
A whisper of hope amidst the chains.
I seek the light, a break in the night,
A moment of peace, a glimpse of right.

For every storm has its end,
A brighter day just around the bend.
In the shadows of stress, I find my might,
To rise again, and face the fight.