Stage Fright

The lights, they beam down with powerful visibility.

The stage, outstretched and lonely as far as I can see.

The audience, physically unseen, but I’m conscience of their stares.

The fear, judgement hammering against my heart as I act.

The sweat, beads form and race down my body throughout.

The sound of my voice… the laughter from the crowd…

It’s almost like fear was a joke

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