Life On Platforms

You're being watched

Thus you're being judged
I stand on the platform eaten and consumed by either words or music

On that platform I was someone else
You weren't the ordinary kid who plays the guitar
You've become the sound that penetrates their ears and hearts
You've become a poem that permeates the mind and soul

You are not ordinary
It's supposed to be you but not really the you that they know of

A Life on Platforms is a place only you could understand
An existence of a wild dream
A space of an ethereal haze

All eyes on you
All lights on you
You are not alone but you are figuratively alone with yourself

You've become sweaty and excited
Heart pounded like a caged animal ready to burst out
But you will not mind these
Because on that stage you are not a life form
You are one with something unexplainable

You closed your eyes
You will surrender to something divine
You will be controlled by something free

The stage is yours
This was not theirs
This is mine
This is you
This was me
This is us
We are free
I am free

byccigauxadona

note:
all photos are author's
except "empty stage" photo by simon scott from flickr