Worry

There’s a situation I cannot change, I know

Yet worry creeps up on me, stealthily so

I cannot concentrate, I cannot work

Despite having no desire to shirk

My responsibilities, anxiety does not allow

Me to fulfill them, I become nonproductive somehow

As my awake moments are spent in futile worry

Life passes me by, the moments all blurry

When I try to sleep, worry snatches it away

Such that I sleepwalk through the day

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I worry about something outside my control

But this worry controls me as a whole

My worry doesn’t affect the situation at all

But it keeps me preoccupied, lets me stumble and fall

I try to will my worry away, but tenaciously it clings

Worst case scenarios to my mind it brings

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I wait anxiously for things to improve

So that beyond my worry I can move

And catch up on time and productivity lost

Worry exacts a very high cost..

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