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I wish I weren't so shy Had the confidence to try Set my paralysis aside And just be satisfied I tried But the fear is all consuming That I may somehow be denied My inner demons multiplying Disabling my once sound mind I'm socially inept There's nowhere left to hide Cozy, snuggled in my comfort zone While I'm left swallowing my pride I'm conflicted by a yearning A feeling deep inside To seek out a companion The Bonnie to my Clyde A forever tender lover Our bodies intertwined But I can't seem to get past the part Where I look them in the eye It's got little to do with my self image I think I'm one hell of a good guy It's just so rare that I meet someone That's in rhythm with my vibe It may be the signal that I'm sending out I've gone along for the free ride I'm always caught up in some traffic jam That's wasting all my time Traveling down a winding road Without a map to guide Headed toward the future And not the past I left behind I'm constantly contemplating Whether I'm the one that's to decide Am I qualified to be tempting fate By choosing my own bride Did I miss my window Should I peek out through the blinds Will I be disappointed by my bride to be Or be content with whom I find Shall I put faith into the process Leave my worries by the side Find a place to settle down Recite the words that bind I know my reservations To you may seem benign But the clock is tick tick ticking As the days go slipping by
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 4:24 AM UTC
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I wish I weren't so shy Had the confidence to try Set my paralysis aside And just be satisfied I tried But the fear is all consuming That I may somehow be denied My inner demons multiplying Disabling my once sound mind I'm socially inept There's nowhere left to hide Cozy, snuggled in my comfort zone While I'm left swallowing my pride I'm conflicted by a yearning A feeling deep inside To seek out a companion The Bonnie to my Clyde A forever tender lover Our bodies intertwined But I can't seem to get past the part Where I look them in the eye It's got little to do with my self image I think I'm one hell of a good guy It's just so rare that I meet someone That's in rhythm with my vibe It may be the signal that I'm sending out I've gone along for the free ride I'm always caught up in some traffic jam That's wasting all my time Traveling down a winding road Without a map to guide Headed toward the future And not the past I left behind I'm constantly contemplating Whether I'm the one that's to decide Am I qualified to be tempting fate By choosing my own bride Did I miss my window Should I peek out through the blinds Will I be disappointed by my bride to be Or be content with whom I find Shall I put faith into the process Leave my worries by the side Find a place to settle down Recite the words that bind I know my reservations To you may seem benign But the clock is tick tick ticking As the days go slipping by
jason-paul-klenetsky
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 4:24 AM UTC
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