Constricted
My mind rages with temptuous thoughts.
My ears ring like a church bell, unable to hear.
My throat loosens, ready to speak,
But my vocal chords constricts and my lips refuse to part.
Tears slide down my cheeks as I watch you walk away.
The pheonix within my heart flies up to my brain,
And I realize that you won't ever come back.
Note from author: This poem was created to accompany a piece of my art work.
Copyright © Shelby Wood | Year Posted 2009
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