“Shivering”

How about a break from my injuries? I’m having a hard time thinking today, so please bear with the mumbo jumbo below the poem.

My intro to this poem is: “Why are some people too shy to pursue happiness?”

Shivering

I shiver in the corner
Without the strength to stand
I yearn to reach out for you
Yet dare not stretch my hand

I cower in my prison
Sheer will can’t budge the bars
My soul cries out in silence
In these, my desperate hours

My fears have me entangled
Here vulnerably ensnared
Unseen bonds to render me
So physically impaired

So I shiver as my tears
Streak freely down my face
The only part of me not bound
By fears I can’t embrace

Normally I just give a little poem intro and that’s it. I think this time, though, I want to explore the meaning and the reasoning behind the poem. Seems like it might be a little nifty to do that from now on…(postscript: It would have been nifty if my mind was working today…:sigh:)

This poem stems from feelings I had a long time ago that I was too shy to ever take initiative to meet anyone of the opposite sex. I was too shy to ask women out, and too introverted to strike up conversations that would lead women to ask me out. My shyness felt like a prison, keeping me from having female companionship, and leaving a seeming void in that part of my life.

I’m now glad that I wasn’t the talkative, social-butterfly. I just wished I wouldn’t have felt like I was missing out on something. I wish I would have embraced my demeanor and made the most of it, spending my time pursuing my interests instead of spending my time wishing I had someone else’s personality.

Send your shy friends a link here. It’s good to know you’re not alone in your feelings.

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2 Responses to “Shivering”

  1. the Sage says:

    Blogs are good news for shy people. I’ve always been impressed with how Garrison Keilor found his way out of crippling shyness through writing.

  2. Roger says:

    I’ve never heard of this Keilor chap…but I do know that I spent a lot of time “in a fantasy world” whether it be writing or playing with toys through much of my life. It is a great escape.

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