The Second Show

A poem

Photo by on

The final sleepless night

as the day creep ever closer

Reaching for safety in our embrace

We watch as the sun enters centre stage

Reminding us it’s time

Curtains up

for the second show

Our lines rehearsed

Our brave masks strapped on tight

Make-up barricading the onslaught

That we both know

is going to strike us both

We both know how the song will go

Pain hiding itself in every word

In every smile we try to put on

I’ll be fine we say

I’ll see you soon we say

Another show we have to perform

Heavy hearts tucked away in our satchels

We dance the dance we know by heart

Months of practise preparing us this time

It won’t hurt as much

But the tears will still come rolling down

Empty beds

Eyes filled with an enormous amount of longing

Next month couldn’t come sooner

Sunrises ignored by us both

It never is the same alone

I’ll see you soon darling

We both know the show will come to an end