Saturday, August 20, 2011

Choked Up

Working it's way up to my throat
That feeling I get every time I see u 
The things I wanna say but never seems to come out
I get choked up on my own thoughts and words
I think your so cool
But I'm just plane Jane
I think ur the one 
U prolly think im insane
There's that feeling again rising
In my throat 
The things I wanna say but I start to choke
The way it feels inside my chest
It's my heart racing
I can't get over u and ur aura but it's starting to become addictive
Not even your presence but the way u leave an image in my head 
Lonely nights when I reach in my treasure box of thoughts and pull u out
Entertaining until I fall asleep
Goodnight my king 
Morning my love
When I see u it doesn't quite come out the way I envisioned
Written scripts rehearsed for our encounters 
Nervousness controlling my mind
Everything I worked so hard for is now going down the drain
I can't even speak 
Working it's way up only to go back down
The nerve of it to leave me standing without so much as a single word
You coward of a voice 
I so depended on you to lead the way and you backed out 
One eye open afraid of what the result is
Only to find out you were never really there at all
My slip up was not a fall
The rising in my throat was simply a close call
My debut was acted out to an empty crowd
You were passing by when I went into character and choked up

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