Ah, the stresses and the strains,

of course, I must refrain,

from letting it in,

 how it all begins,

to take a toll,

of mind and soul;

a lingering itch

was once a glitch,

but now the wrinkle has deepened still

and all that was rational is supplemented by a pill;

no longer has character a place in line,

a twinkle in the distance,

endeavoring to stand the test of time.

This was written by our contributing writer, Lyndsey Richards.