Every day a small battle. Every day a victory.

Seems like
everything is
finally
falling into place.

Now I
look at them
haughtily
THEY are the newcomers.

Like a puzzle
the pieces
fit
perfectly together.

I am proud
and content
by what
I accomplished.

Then why
does my heart
thud
constantly?

Why does that
trickle of
fear
linger still?

And that bead of sweat
rolls steadily
down
my forehead.

Because problems
come easily.
And triumph-
I work at.

Every day.