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 "My Sacrifice" by Creed (Performed by claireydid)
I walk onto the stage with assured steps. This is just another of those performances that the anticipation builds up for, thrumming through my entire body as adrenaline threads through my veins. I seat myself at the metal chair in the darkness, crossing one leg over the other, and the fine lines of my black suit are hidden as I tilt the black fedora hat over one eye. The lights will be hot against my costume, the slightly musty smell of the stage that I love is all around me, and I feel as if I am returning home. I wait for my cue, the rough guitars cutting in and lights blaring up as I slip to my feet once more, tilting my hat as if in greeting, and singing into the microphone resting in my hand. A slight smile curls my lips at the words beginning to slip from them, as if they are a sweet irony that I have been awaiting for years uncounted.
Hello, my friend, we meet again!
Here I bow, as if on ceremony, but just as quickly I am up again, walking across the stage and spinning on my heel as I use the space around, my facial expression accusatory and then suddenly tender.
Within my heart are memories
I shake my head on the last line and place a hand over my heart as reflections of the past cast shadows over my features just as surely as the tilted brim of my fedora does. I throw it into the chorus, letting out every emotion that has ever coursed through me.
When you are with me, I’m free
I lean against the chair, stepping up onto it for the briefest of moments before letting myself slide down into a sitting position, removing my hat and looking up for the briefest of moments as I step closer to the edge of the stage, catering to my silent audience. They have become invisible to me, my eyes cannot meet theirs just yet, and perhaps it is just as well.
Above all the others, we’ll fly
The music is breaking me, and I’m letting it happen, as the magic that it has always possessed takes over me. I feel tears that cannot be falsified beginning to fall, but I will sing this. Getting to my feet, I glance over my shoulder before snapping my head back to face the front again, my body twisting in time with the music.
We've seen our share of ups and downs
There is bitterness within my voice as I sing, but it begins to fade as I reach the last few lines, my belief that peace comes from within shining through.
When you are with me, I'm free
I sweep my hat back on at this, only to remove it again in an almost mocking bow upon my next lines. My face is still visible to the audience, and it is clear that my wording is sarcastic.
I just want to say hello again
As the guitars begin to thrum again, I count myself back into the chorus silently, standing up straight to focus on those in front of me.
When you are with me I'm free
I begin to walk away at the last lines, never breaking the eye contact that I am now making with each of the judges in turn, directing each word at them, as if we are having a conversation or an argument.
I just want to say hello again
Here I wait a beat, before singing the final line, my voice softer, more vulnerable.
My sacrifice…
As the last notes fade into the air, I bow my head and freeze, the lights washing over me before dimming to an impenetrable darkness. There is a small smile on my lips at this moment, and one hand swipes furiously at my eyes as I walk away. I revel in my performance as I have always done, knowing that I will never tire of this. A hidden part of me comes out upon the stage, and though it’s hard to know that people can read me so very easily, it's a small thrill of the performance to let it out. |