Breathe in peace,

that’s what they say, 

to reduce anxiety,

better yet, take a holiday.

Imagine a white sandy beach,

oh, I've done that before.

Closing my eyes,

all I see is a door.

Daring myself to open it,

greeted by Munch’s Scream.

Why is stress 

like a very bad dream?

I slam it shut.

I prefer it that way.

Letting tension manifest in my body,

erupting out in illness someday.