Opening My Mouth Fearfully

Fear is such a gripful thing it takes hold of you so tight giving no air indeed to breathe life seems filled much with night So often when words don't come fear grips you like a real noose stammering as I do nothing works will anything ever turn me loose? yes it does control me at times limited to when and where I speak tension takes no rest forever full making one feel up the creek The effort it takes to speak can really drain your tank dry making one so tired need sleep to rekindle life making one fly Oh to be rid entirely of this deep fear to speak naturally to your fellow man thankfully I'm not as fearful as I was so keep believing that I fearfully can!