The courage to speak

And there was the stage

filled with emptiness and vacancy 

begging for someone to stand on it

with their two feet.

 

walking on stage wasn’t the problem 

pulling the voice out from the deep deep bottom,

was the fear.

 

The fear that you would be judged... ridiculed 

for anything that danced out

knowing that your voice is trembling without a doubt.

 

with the help of

looking off into the distance 

to block the crowd

I suddenly hear someone

loud, proud, so I confidently 

Smiled!

This poem is about: 
Me

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