Speak

A few words come forth

And then I choke

I can't speak anymore

I can't speak what I wrote

But I have to say much more

I am too afraid

I feel so much pressure

I am usually great with my words

I am usually so clever

I am lost in my thoughts 

floating like a windswept feather

This time I'm stuck

I am lost in my speech

The reality of what is happening

Is finally getting to me

My words may hurt you

Yet my words may make you smile

But the uncertainty of this

Makes me want to cry

A few words come forth 

And then I choke again

I want to tell you how I feel

I really want to let you in

But fear is consuming my soul

This fear of the unknown

Will my words mean anything to you? 

That.... I do not know