Social Anxiety
The hunt for my voice

"Cat got your tongue?"
They say to me
I clutch my mother's skirt
stay away from me
Growing up shy
no one played with me
Selective mutism
nothing to say i see
Social Anxiety
they're all laughing at me
~
Where are they?
The words that play with the wind
The ones that float through my head
~
Write a poem to tell my truth
make a counsellor cry with my pain, you see?
Searching for words to say
think them all away
nothing left to say, i see
Where is the voice that speaks within
My lips get ready to talk
as they part in the middle
words disappear from my mind
I try so hard to overcome my own silence
I cannot dig in and keep conversation
I fall short of sentences with single words that form minimal effort
but it's not
You look at me, and I forget every word that ever existed
I hear your voice and my mind goes blank
You ask me what I want, and I only ever remember wanting you
I want to put my brain in my tongue and speak the words aloud
I wish for you to hear every thought that I've ever had
But I have no voice
I have been tracking it for days
Crafting the pretty things, it would say
So much floods in and I know it all
But I go to say it, and I lose it all
In therapy they teach me techniques
On how to talk and set boundaries
I try to apply it in real life
I try to talk out loud
But my mouth is sewn shut
and i can't find the scissors
or the knife
or anything that would open it
What word
what way?
How do I unlock the hidden chest in my tongue that will make it speak poetically?
What word
what line?
In my mind it flows so freely
fast rushing waters
Where is the voice
when did it leave?
I see traces of it floating through the air
I try to follow the invisible lines
But they stop suddenly
~
and so do I
~
It is my turn to talk
My heart races and sweat beads down my sides
If I focus on my paper, I can nail every word in every line
I look up to the crowd
woah
Taking it all in, I freeze in place
All the words just dissipate
panic
panic
panic
now i cannot breathe
cannot think
cannot
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- Challenge: Poetry of the Hunt
About the Creator
Tanya Lei
A poet, if nothing else.
In a blank space, captivating words flow freely to create something that has not existed before.
From my mind, to yours.
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Comments (2)
This is such a deep amazing piece of written work, so much truth and so much powerful and will help so many out there feeling not so alone with their social anxiety. Thank you for putting this up for us to read. Really powerful .
This one really struck a chord with me. I grew up shy too, always the quiet kid who found it hard to speak up or make friends. You’ve captured that inner struggle so vividly.