Poem 7

The Maximum



My heart pounds steadily faster
My nerves become my master
Every fear in my body
Rising to a maximum.

Energy flowing from my veins
To my heart and to my brain
Scared to death, afraid of it
The time has finally come.

On the floor I sweat, I shake
Will I go or will I break?
Stumble, fall, yet rise again
I have a achieved a triumph.

Victory so fine and sweet
On this day I did compete
For the title of my dreams
I've achieved my maximum.

11/5/2003