There's something to say, but there's hesitation.
My voice silenced by my own trepidation.
Fear and Angst the invisible spectres
muting my words with determination.
I try all the time, despite these effectors,
to get my words out as an effective presenter,
but they stay locked inside, the introverts curse.
This make believe fear of imagined hecklers.
So, I put all my thoughts into these verses,
and let my heart escape from those fake hearses.
My voice finds poetic wings and soars in the clouds,
screaming like chimes from the bellfries of churches.
©mcassaro
M