The next stage

by Michael   Nov 21, 2017


I stumbled upon the stage of trepidation-
falling-tripping; fumbling my
direction.
I would rise to my feet and begin
walking backwards;
To one end and the other.

Reaching-
the edges of my sanity!

I was exposed under the spot-light,
but, I was not a shining example.
My performance was on trial
to live or die!

The moon was fading quickly,
a darkened mood, arose; casting
doubt-
shadows of contempt, taking
a tight grip around my throat!

I felt the weight of the final
curtain-falling heavy;
like a guillotine.
Cutting me free, from my role-
however!
out of the picture for good!

But!

I.

I, have chosen-
to unlearn theses lines,
and rewrite a new script...

...and I.

will be my lead-role.

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  • 1 month ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Michael,
    Excellent write!

    • 1 month ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Nams :)x

  • 1 month ago

    by Brenda

    Michael, good for You! Those are some scary steps to take and I am proud of you. Well done -

    • 1 month ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Miss Brenda :)x

  • 1 month ago

    by Mark

    Love this Michael! It strongly resonates. Great write

    • 1 month ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Mark :)

  • 1 month ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Michael so glad you are lead role and hope to see on front page. Add to my favorite. All the very best

    • 1 month ago

      by Michael

      Nice compliments Miss Dagmar-Thank you x

  • 1 month ago

    by ddavidd

    I am so glad you fond your lead-role. That means you are at your prime. You are also the author, for you can change the role, of your life.
    a great piece to read dear Michael.

    • 1 month ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Frank, that means a lot fella :)

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