Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Quiet on Set

There is clamoring all around, orders being shouted and people getting into place.

"Quiet on the set!" shouts the director, and all goes quite. The actor takes his position ready to go to work. "Lights, camera, and ACTION!"

The lights dim, the quiet hum of the cameras can barely be heard, and the director sits and waits.

So there I stand, my set is before me and yet....the words are not there, oh my God I have forgotten who I am, I cant remember my lines. Time seems to be at a stand still and everybody is watching me, waiting for something to happen, but I cant move. I cant do...anything I feel like my identity is gone, and I no not who I am. My role, my character, in this comedy called life seems to be just a shadow, a sillhouette in the dark, a shell of my former self. How can the show go on if I dont know who I am? How am I suppose to continue without my lines or my script? I have been called many things in my life but, these are all just titles, they explain what I am or what I may do but none of them, not a single one can tell me who I am. I just want to be me, but how can I do that if I dont even know who the hell I am?

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