Sitting by the bar palms sweating ,
heart in hand as i hear my thoughts Chanting;
My shoulders weighed down by burdens in hand.
My heart races as I try band together the right words.

Sitting by the bar heart racing ,
thoughts lay dormant as i feel my chest panting.
I gather the courage to look up , eyes blinded by a glistening glance.

Sitting by the bar contemplating.
I see her across the table, unable to speak i glance down;
The man within shrivels in search for a glass to down , Yet knowing courage is found in no bottle.

Sitting by the bar , my soul frozen stiff.
Deep down i feel her glaze,
Staring down at me.
Sitting by the bar my mind a-haze;
but deep down i know she cries.
Her eyes yearn to be held and so do I.
These words tell no lies.

Sitting by the bar words in hand,
the weight of these words i hold pull me down.
Thoughts to abandon all hope fill my head yet my heart keeps telling me to speak.
Sitting by the bar amidst my own sanity.

Irregardless a decision shall be made!.

© L~Switch