A Locked VoiceA Poem by The Watcher
How does one speak with a voice sealed in silence?
A voice locked away by utter fear? I know this painful curse by heart. A cursed fear known as shyness... Over the years I have failed again and again, To reach out with a spirit of courage. Am I weak? Surely not... But then again, I do not believe I am strong. Day after day when I leave the safety of my fort, Social opportunities arise from every angle. But why am I so afraid to reach out? That remains a question to be deduced. I know others would dare not to attack me, Yet, the fear... Oh that damned fear! Crippling my every attempt to socialize. My war against shyness rages on. Battles are won and progress is made, As my will to succeed grows mightier with every victory. Someday, my voice will find a way to the surface, And its cries will be heard by many. But until that day comes to pass, I shall continue seeking answers. © 2012 The WatcherAuthor's Note
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