THE ACT

I was once all things to everyone



Now I merely pretend to be



I act from behind a veil of emptiness



I wash my face to hide the trace



That all is not well



That all is not well



Acting was once easy



All believed, even I



But the performance requires effort…so much effort



My strength fails me



Emotions flee me



How long can the act go on



Signs creep through, subtle doubts emerge



Would to God I could close the curtain



But there is no curtain



So the act goes on



And the crowd believes, because they want to believe



Allowing the act to continue on…until all shall fade to black



…Jeff Bresee

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