A Locked Voice

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.

Author's Note

Thoughts and opinions?

Reviews

[Lina Grey]

I hear you! I've been fighting the shyness pretty much whole childhood... off and on, cause of my bpd, but anyway i can understand where you're coming from here, and i am certain that soon enough your voice will be heard. you're writing is wonderful, and it will translate into wonderous music someday. i love the hopeful ending on this piece.

[The Watcher]

Thanks Lina. :)

[w]

Not a bad piece. I like it for the most part.

The fort line confuses me. It gives me the image of an old wooden fort or even a fort built out of cushions in your home, which makes more sense.

The last line does not need the "for" and it seems to leave the piece feeling unfinished.

Just my .02

[The Watcher]

Thanks!

[Peaceworker22]

This perfectly describes how I have been feeling too. I think this is just perfect the way it is. : )

[The Watcher]

Thank you =)

[Peaceworker22]

You're welcome. Check out my poem, it's titled "Fear".

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Emotional poem, I can surely relate to it. My shyness was one of my greatest enemies. When I was in the classroom as a child I could not even raise my fingers in order to answer the questions. Only when I was turning 30 I could get rid of it (or that is what I think :)) It is maybe better in a safe fort as you well expressed.

[The Watcher]

Indeed

[That_Girl]

Writing can be your first step at breaking out of your shell, so to speak. We hear you! :) Very nicely written hun. I'm sorry you have to go through this.

[The Watcher]

Aw, thanks a lot sweetie! =) I know my shyness will disappear eventually.

[That_Girl]

Absolutely! Just keep working on it... these things take time. You'll be okay. :)

[The Watcher]

I'll just keep fighting one day at a time, and thank you so much for the concern Avy. =D

[That_Girl]

That's it! :) lol trust me, I know what it's like to fight something. Just keep at it. One day at a time is perfect.

[The Watcher]

Indeed it is. It'll take plenty of time to fix, but someday it'll finally happen. =)

[StillUnwritten]

I know how you feel. Maybe not exactly, but I do know. I hope everything gets better. I thought this was wonderful. Very emotional! Good job.

[The Watcher]

Thank you very much! =) It's the thought that counts.

[StillUnwritten]

No problem. :D

[To be scene To be heard..]

many people can relate to this amazing write and i am one of those poeple this is one of those poems that belong in a english book. GREAT WORK

[The Watcher]

Thanks a ton!

[Admiral Kirk]

Your cry is heard by me, at least. :) I can definitely relate to this. I am the shyest person you'll ever meet. I just turned down a party invitation simply because there would be ten strangers there... :D thanks for helping me relate, this is very well written.

[The Watcher]

You're welcome. =) My shyness is perhaps one of my biggest flaws that I've been fighting against for a very long time. It's a work in progress, but I believe I'll be free from it someday

[Admiral Kirk]

Don't stop believin'! Ha ha, I say that too much... :)