Another Opportunity, another chance to kill the beat, I grip the mic and grit my teeth, swallow hard and begin to speak, before I can utter a single tweet, my mind goes blank and I begin to think

the past is now over, the future has yet to be written,
My scars have long since faded they are now hidden,
I’m poised to strike but my muscles are still timid,

The amplification of the PA hums in the background and fills the silence where my voice should be found, only time will tell if the story will play out the same now,

The last time I was here I fell on my face,

like a broken record that just won’t play,

the devil beat me at my own game,

will he again have his way,

I come to and I’m back in the moment, back to today,

but the moment feels ripe, this is the spot, the timing seems right and the piano is hot,

the could be, we will see, but for now its just another opportunity,
please don’t flee, run away from me, give me a chance to finally slay this beast,

this is it, Here I go, Here goes nothing, just let it flow…

come on… just sing…


you know the words and what to say,
but all that follows is a blank space, and then my voice fades away,

There are spiders living in my brain,
they spin intricate webs that cause me pain,
trapping my thoughts to my disdain,
like vampires they suck blood and drain away,
my voice is trapped inside my head,

the timing just isn’t right,
the perfect song is not in sight,

still out of mind,
maybe I’ll just close my eyes,

they do feel kind of heavy,

maybe next time the words will come,
maybe next time I’ll do more than hum,
maybe next time I’ll be ready,

Give up the ghost and hold steady,

For now I am gonna chicken out,
say I am sorry and take a bow,
until the next opportunity

To try and sing like a canary


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