curtains close

when the curtains close for the last time, time stands still for a moment. we hear the applause from the audience. we're still in character but must leave their world behind. entering the actor we were we leave the stage to change back into who we were. saying goodbye to fellow actors and actresses. recieving flowers as we leave. not noticing that its all over for your character.

my letter to you

little bubbles form in my stomach... rising to the top... making me feel sick...
i'm writing this letter to you... maybe you'll respond back... or maybe you won't...
sweat forms on my palms... i try to wipe it away... but it never seems to work...
clicking little buttons... trying to say something... getting sicker by the second...