Stuck.

My knees feel weak.
And I can't speak.
Please don't stop holding my hand.
Because I almost can't stand
On my legs anymore.

All those words I just don't speak.
I wish I could just speak up.
But my voice is stuck
Between my head and my heart.
I feel like
There is nothing to choose.
Because I can't deny
What's growing inside of me.
And I wish I could just speak up.
But I am stuck.
All I know is that
Right now
Your face makes my fall down on my knees...