the worst feeling
is the one that keeps
me from saying what
i'm really thinking,
the uncomfortable,
twisty, shaky feeling
of "you can't do that"
it's a necessary feeling,
a necessary evil, and it
wants the best for me,
most of the time
but sometimes
the nervous shivers
that tell me i'm making
a terrible, terrible mistake
are just wrong, absolutely
wrong, and the greatest
things in life have come
from defying that feeling
most of the time
i'm too scared to
defy it, and i simply
obey, and now, in
the light of all my
beautiful mistakes,
i wonder what i'm
missing out on when
i stifle these words
on my tongue
YOU ARE READING
i wouldn't call it poetry
Poetrybasically, this is like less than half of my poetry journal. umm... here you go UPDATE: 12/20/17 I've been going through the long process of cleaning up my account so it'll be presentable for the now multiple people at school who want to read my emb...
