Stage fright

Written by anon

Female.

Backstage.

As bright as a criminal

on the cusp of getting caught.

About to go.

House lights low.

Shivering like North Canada.

Like a small girl in a dark room.

The curtains released

like an eagle

sweeping down to get me.

The spotlight that takes me up to Heaven.

I stood still,

then I started spitting my words out

like animals set free into the wild.

The people roared

like at the zoo.

Under attack.

Then I saw

I have a future

and you should too.