I’m trapped in my own memory and I think I might brake
After all this time there is no more that can I take
Every day that I step outside its like I’m in another show
And its not until night falls that I’m allowed to go
I know that on the stage I have always felt right
But I cannot take that much spotlight every night
Let me bow let me go before I run back to the oblivion
That I always promised myself I wouldn’t go back in
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
Up no more mountains do I now want to ever climb
I know I haven’t yet reached the top but I’ve used
All the energy I had and now I just feel abused
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
Before I lose all my faith in the middle of my prime
Been sitting a dressing room not knowing why I’m breathing
With all this hatred of myself I’m leaving
Curtain up curtain down plaster a fake smile over the frown
I sacrificed too much to get out of this town
My eyes are clouded with the make up
Drinking pure poison out of an unknown cup
What really is the point of this I think I’m going to die
Still I will give this just one last try
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
Up no more mountains do I now want to ever climb
I know I haven’t yet reached the top but I’ve used
All the energy I had and now I just feel abused
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
Before I lose all my faith in the middle of my prime
The lights come up and I see you all sitting patiently
You think you know exactly what you are going to see
I throw away the script and forget the choreography
Because at the end of the day this life belongs to me
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
Up no more mountains do I now want to ever climb
I know I haven’t yet reached the top but I’ve used
All the energy I had and now I just feel abused
Welcome this is my last night this is my very last time
A contest entry
- Art In Words by They Say Shannon.
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Kudos for using a really complete metaphor of the stage - I like that you looked at and played with different aspects, not just "oh, I'm an actor, I'm so fake."
Unfortunately, it's in rhyming couplets, which was listed as a "don't" under the rules of my contest. Due to this little hiccup, I'll be removing it.
However, feel free to enter something different, and keep writing!
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Sorry for the delay in judging; and thank you for taking the time to enter. I wish you the best of luck in the contest!
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a very beautiful and soulful poem ... a wonderful metaphor of us being the dancers (actors) who have been bound to an outwardly imposed choreography for all our life, and who finally realize that the only way to live is without a prewritten scenario ...
just marvelous ...
thank you so much,

maa

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Makes me think of The Sound of Music when Maria is pushed just a little too hard. This poem sends a message that I think all actors can identify with. You do rehearsals and shows so often that you just want it to be done with, to get your real life back. But I find that when the end is actually there, I just want the moments and memories to come back. This was a wonerfully written piece. Thank you for entering.
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this is really good!
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Amazing write! Thank you for entering my contest!
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I like the message in this.
Except I feel at some points that it doesn't flow and punctuation is incorrect or non existant.
I think if you worked on word flow and such it would sound a lot better.
Nice job. :]
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