The Performance
The Performance
The lights are bright
the performer takes the stage mic clenched in hand
the cymbal starts
time seems to stand still
anxiety is building
heart beating faster than ever
their mouth opens
the crowd quiets down
time stands still
then an eruption
a powerful blast louder than ever
the words flow like water
the heart beats louder and louder
minutes pass that feels like seconds
then scilence
an ocean of people
all chearing as a wave of sound washes over him
and he feels the joy that only a performance can bring
the lights dim as he bows
and he leaves.
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