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.