Friday, August 6, 2010

Exit, Stage Left

I walked out of the wings of my tortured solitude
And in to the sanctuary of your embrace.
For the only time in my run
I found pure acceptance,
True friendship,
Absolute safety.
New scripts, all.
For a moment, I thrived.
The play that was my life, not a tragedy.
I was lauded,
I glimpsed happiness.
But the curtain fell
With me on the wrong side.
My command performance, ended.
And all that’s left is
Center stage.
Staring into emptiness.

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