Take the mic

 

It feels like

the whole

room can feel

the rush of tears

flowing towards

the corners

of my eyes.

The whole room

can hear

the pain cutting away

my choked smile,

before I've even

croaked a line.

They already know

what I'm about to say.

 

And all eyes are on me,

watching as I cast nets

of old heartaches,

dredging these storied seas.

I dig up bones

of love that faded into memory.

I climb through mirrors

into lands of fantasy,

where the truth is hidden,

in shadowy shimmers

behind the lurking trees.

 

The whole room knows

the dull rain within,

the naked words

that try to help the pain swim

through the thick electric air.

Fluorescent lights glare,

showing every crack,

in black silhouette.

amplified voice echoes back,

You can hear

every vocal tear, every gasp for air.

 

Then the lights fade,

applause hits the stage,

a wall of noise,

a shock wave blast

of claps and gasps,

smiles and cheers,

knocking you off your feet,

dispelling your fears.

Stumbling every step

back to your seat.

 

 

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