Confidence
My feet are shaking. My vision is blurry. The world is spinning around me. I feel the nausea building inside of me. I refuse to move for fear that I will fall flat on my face. I refuse to speak for fear that everything will come out wrong. My ears are ringing, making it hard to hear the words being shouted at me. All I needed was that one piece of confidence. The day I will finally be heard. That one thought, That one hope, That one thing to look forward to, was enough. My feet stood still and steady. I opened my eyes and cleared my head. The room was still. The nausea disappeared just as suddenly as it had come. I could hear the murmurs and yells clearly now. I became instantly aware of what was going on around me. A small smile spread on my lips, and I opened my mouth to sing my song...
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silentdreamer
Call me Silent :) I'm a poet. I don't care what anyone says because I {know} that I have talent. I don't care if someone doesn't like my work because I do :) I have confidence through my poetry. That's the only place I have it. I am {silent}. ...
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