In the depths of restless nights, I lay,

With bated breath, my worries sway.

A tempest brews within my core,

As grades loom large, forevermore.

Each letter etched upon the page,

A fragile bridge, my dreams engage.

Will they stand strong or crumble away,

In the face of judgment come what may?

Oh, the weight that burdens my soul,

As thoughts of failure take their toll.

Like a specter, they haunt my mind,

Leaving no solace to seek or find.

I drown in seas of endless doubt,

The whispers of "not good enough" shout.

Anxiety's grasp tightens its hold,

Leaving my spirit scarred and cold.

I strive and toil, day and night,

Yet the fear persists, an unwelcome blight.

What if my efforts fall amiss,

And all I've built crumbles like abyss?