Cold sweat pours down my back
As I walk up the stairs
Concentrating
On not tripping
The stage looms beneath my feet
As I turn around to face the crowd
I'm nearly blown back
By all the stares
I take a deep breath
Step up to the microphone
Open my mouth
And begin
YOU ARE READING
Peotry of the Mind
PoetryThese are a collection of poems I have assembled over the years. They are your thoughts put on paper.
