My body remained glued to the bed
The weight on my chest determined to stay
Worry and anxiety threw a party in my head
Perspiration greeted my palms with its wetness
Tremor slipped through my legs with such grace
Life, as I have come to know it
Takes pleasure in throwing me around
On days I stood to fight
With a mocking laughter that echoed through time
It knocked me over with a wave of its hands
But today is a new day
It comes with another chance to fight
Its gift to me was renewed strength
The rising sun smiled at me through the window
Hope by its side, giving me a wink
The glue lost its effect
The weight got bored and took a walk
“Party’s over”, said anxiety to worry
Perspiration did not seem interested in my palms anymore
Tremor stopped in its tracks and disappeared!
INSPIRED PENS 