Anxious – a poem by Surrinder Singh
Anxiously waiting, preparing in your mind, for someone to offer a word that is kind. Battle, in your mind, rages and you begin to close its doors, your sweat begins to build and starts running from the pores. You want that moment when you can take a step, without spending hours in a state of prep. Heightened heartbeat, pulse getting faster, you're anxiously preparing for yet another disaster. Constant anxiety