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  • Writer's pictureKyx

public proclamation

on stage, hands slick with sweat

holding the guitar, teeth chattering

eyes scan for you, no time to regret

my decision to tell you of your mattering

to me, in front of all our friends

the announcement sounds, you turn

i'm terrified to meet your gaze, lest

the words I start to say will burn

but no more time to doubt it,

my fingers start to strum

my voice starts to shout it,

my heartbeat is the loudest drum

my lips shape the syllables

the ones I know to us aren't new

start to sonically paint the images

I see when I'm alone, all of you

and then i come to the end

of singing your favourite love song

run off the stage, head round the bend

terrified that I could be wrong

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