ANXIETY
Every morning I wake up with a fear
After so many sweet dreams
The world impels my life to go on
But things do not always seem
To keep my path smooth
Thorns prick you to hurt and
To lead you to creativity
Still you discover anxiety in every word
You want to write
In a 14-line poem you write anxiety
13 times misspelling once or twice too
And go all out to end
The poem with a happy line
But a voice wakes you up
And you write promptly
How dearly anxiety loves me
I seek to know the cause of my fear
An unknown fear of failure
To distinguish the real from fakes
Anxiety takes me away
Far away to an unknown land
Where I truly belong to.
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