Stage

By: Crystal Unicorn2

Place of music

Place of drama

Place of action.

Climb up dreadful stairs

Trying to avoid thoughtful glares.

Stand in the middle, dead ahead

Keep wishing you were in bed.

Take a deep breath listen for your cue.

Singing nicely

Singing whole-heartedly

Singing without flaw.

The piano ends

Your body feels dead

You stand in silence.

The lights dim and the crowd goes black

One stands, and begins to clap.

Many more follow

Take another deep breath, and swallow.

Stage of fear

Stage of sorrow

Stage of love

Stage of tomorrow.