No Applause

I can feel a million eyes on me

Peering through me

Like I am on display

It's all up to me

I have everyone's attention

yet

I croak

I cringe

Is that sound coming from my throat?

I try once more but the words

caught in my throat

The only things that escapes are my constant pleas

My attempt at recovery

Failed

It's so quiet now

My body knows the tempo

Yet and still

All that comes out is

CROAAAK

My hands are clammy

My mind is going wild

I want to scream

Run

GAG even

Until...

Like a wave of sickness

out of my throat that which has hindered me

serves as my downfall

As the curtain falls.