Stress

My body is numb,
My heart is racing,
My mind confused.
Stress is building,
Creating the tallest tower in life.
To many numbers, names, images, sounds,
Not being able to register them now.
I'm starting to crash,
With the sickness of stress.
The longer I wait the more I am about to faint.
As I wait I find that it's so hard to climb.
Physically, mentally, spiritually, all exhausted,
and completely numb.
My body is now heavy,
My heart is now slowed down,
My mind is not thinking.
Exhaustion has taken over,
and stress is the culprit,
For the reason I fainted,
The reason I am gone.