A Silenced Voice.

Action! Is what the director in my brain said telling me the words to speak. Yet I opened my mouth to talk and no words came out just an open jaw and vocal chords weak. You stand there watching me as if your waiting waiting for the words I ever so desire to say and you desire to hear, but with these demonic butterflies in my gut we may have to wait another year. Still standing I look down and feel my mouth dry and my jaw cramped from the time my mouth hung wide, you stand there awkwardly turning around, and walk away saying goodbye. My heart beat slowly decreases as if I were at my last breath, but I realize although the same feeling this was not death. This was failure it was another attempt to share my emotions but instead I lowered my chances a great demotion. One day and I promise myself one day I will release all the colors and feelings from this locked vault known as my heart, and we will be together no more silenced words to keep us apart.          
                             -Adrian R.