When You'Re Too Weak To Stay Strong Poem by Dakota Ellerton

I'm growing impatient now,
my nervous tics are taking over.
Am I prepared for disappointment again?
I take a deep breath,
1...2...3...
Exhale.
My nerves will be the death of me.
I try to stop the spinning,
by focusing on one thing.
How could this happen?
Again..
I'm starting to choke on my tongue,
as I try to speak.
My heart is racing,
my hands are trembling.
This is so painful.
More so then any blade.
I struggle to admit I'm scared,
but cower just the same.
I'm terrified.
I'm vulnerable, I'm breaking.
My body shivers,
it's fragile.
My eyes begin to tear,
no, please, not yet.
I'm trying to stay strong,
but I'm much too weak.