Mis-Step

By Emily

My words stumble out
trying to reflect my emotion
but getting jumbled up, loosing their meaning
reaching for something
way above
it's in view, just above them

A prison
each word repeated
is another bar
blocking me from moving on
my fear, subconsciously makes up the rest

Why do I sound like this?
It follows me wherever I go
haunting me with every breath
it could be worse though
evry repeated word shoving it back in my face
I try to push it away
it keeps coming back

A broken record
finally being fixed.