Deep breaths
I said,
Walking onto the stage.
Where a grand piano was sitting there, ready to be played.
I smiled my fake smile and waved. These harmless people don't know a thing.
I sit on the bench, hands in position, but then my mind starts drifting off without my permission.
It starts thinking about the setting, the time, and it all,
but then it starts thinking about what happened last fall.
The tears,
The sobs,
And the crys.
All the fears that sought in my eyes.
Everyone wearing black,
And trying to hold back,
What was trying to come out.
As I played, my hands swifted and drifted across the keys.
Trying to hold back tears so no one sees.
What has been done, cannot be undone.
It has my worst nightmares in loop
Playing over and over again.
Stages and phases.
