MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In The Clouds ‘

hands on fire
head in the cloud
i have a desire
to say it aloud

to speak out
the truth to share
but then i freak out
and would not dare

words don’t come
my voice is weak
rule of thumb
i hardly speak

what is the matter
why do i choke
internal chatter
cracking a joke

the joke is on me
who cares more
invisible army
raging a war

sweaty palms
to face my fears
deceptive calms
under my tears

gather some strength
take a breath deep
stop writing at length
acting like a sheep …
go get some sleep
talk is cheap