Phobia

21 May 2021

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As I stood behind the podium getting ready to make a speech My heart was rapidly beating, my skin was wet with sweat My knees buckled and I began to call on God to help me My whole life I had been haunted by a phobia of public speaking My fear was so intense that my stomach began to experience pain If I could cry, I probably would but fortunately, I was able to control it. I could feel my blood pressure rising and my blood pumping so hard My body became nauseated and I felt that I was about to faint. This feeling was present every time I was told to make a presentation I'm not sure if it was because I felt insecure or inapt in the subject It never mattered how much I prepared myself for that specific day I was still a mess and could not get it together enough to speak. After years of flooding myself with speaking engagements, I felt ready But unfortunately, I was never able to conquer the phobia to this day So I stick to my writing because it gives me a sense of control and peace Because I don't have to face the crowd who is fixated on my person. So I write poetry because it gives me a sense of belonging and peace, I can share my thoughts with those who are near and those afar. I try to stay focus and hoping that I don't lose my train of thought It is so reassuring to know that someone reads what I must write. I

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I love to write about my life, my family, and my Christian values. We struggled growing up but our parents always found a way to provide us with what we needed. We grew up laborers, working in the fields in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Texas. My 8...

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