Up on stage the worlds his own
He gives the crowd a spellbinding show
Leaves the stage to rapturous applause
And always leaves them wanting more
But as the curtain falls and the lights are dimmed
The demons inside him begin to set in.
His doubts and fears eat into his skin
As the walls around him begin to close in.
Frustrated his life's forever on show
He just wants to hide but goes with the flow
Persuaded by all that the show must go on
Feels he's falling apart and everything's wrong
He wonders how long he can disguise
The feelings inside - he tries hard to hide
So, he laughs and jokes – paints on a face
And leaves no room for thinking space
Convinced he's fake and his act is stale
He craves to escape, believing he’s failed.
For him the sweet smell of success has turned rancid
And his questions “what if” remains unanswered
The deadly solitude after the show
Eats into his brain as he drives slowly home
He cannot think straight as his minds in a spin
Paranoia and self-loathing begin to set in.
He opens another bottle - his mood is still sinking
And swallows some sleeping pills - to help him stop thinking
I guess he just wanted to bury it all
But has tragically performed his last curtain call.
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Author:
Andy Hunter (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Watched an old Robin Williams film and couldn't help thinking of the sad death of such a great performer.
- Category: Sad
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Have you been away, Andy?
Actors are, as everyone else, a mixed bunch, but for sure treading the boards can, even after years, be a nerve racking experience for some.
A neat write that covers it, I think.
Thanks Dave, sort of run out of ideas and lost my inspiration for the last few months. Believe it or not I woke up at 4am this morning with this poem in my head. So wrote it down before I forgot it 😅
A very touching and beautiful poem.What with all the fame if there is no one to share it
Thanks 👍 as they say, fame can be fickle
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