Those Inner Demons

The strings whisper to him. They whisper his words back into his ears and the words take hold of his mind. He is backstage and people are worried. To him, the world is racing around and burning up from the speed and it is sending him to Hell. He is terrified, in tears, and he just has no clue what to do when nobody is inside his mind with him. Somebody pulls him up off the ground. He can’t see who and he yanks away his arm. That same hand smacks his face to try to snap him out and pushes him out underneath the bright lights. Like usual, he can’t see the crowd. He is still terrified, but he performs anyway. Because the thing he is most terrified of is disappointment and his fans are the only ones who aren’t yet.