Is Rumbling

My stomach is rumbling,

My sleep has been erratic,

I know I got this,

But my nerves are crazy,

It is like before every major event,

It pokes and prods me,

Reminds me to stand fast,

And prepare although it mutters,

No worries I’ll squash it,

When I talk about my main points,

Because with fear there's no courage,

To move things ever so forward.