Did it happen, did I win?
Did my wishes finally come true?
Or, will I have to wait still,
and rekindle the spirit anew?

The anxiety gets to me sometimes,
it comes in waves that rise and crash,
I need to fight it often,
else it burns my calm to ash.

It seems like a part of nature,
it cannot be controlled.
Even if I remind myself I am stronger,
the faith gets difficult to uphold.

What works are constant reminders,
that it is not the end of the world,
even if I lose at this moment,
I will surely come out of it, unhurt.

It takes a while to believe,
but once I do, I survive.
The strengths and flaws are all mine,
they lie within and keep me alive.

© Ishita Nigam Garg
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