Darkness sweeps around me Like the train of a robe My footsteps tread the black sea Of wooden planks that hold countless anaerobes
The smell is rich and potent When I breathe deep the air Filled with love, sorrow, and excitement That brings back time from elsewhere
Every nerve inside me tingles My heart beats a wild tattoo My throat with my heart mingles As my brain flashes last-minute reviews
Deep breath in, deep breath out Suddenly, the lights are up And without a shadow of a doubt Nothing in my face betrays the buildup
I doubt there is a feeling in the world quite like stepping onstage to perform. The theatre has always been a magical place for me, and I believe always will be.