When the fantasy falls away... It's like the curtains part. To reveal... darkness. Just me on the stage. A single spotlight. Naked. Vulnerable. The audience is gone. Empty seats stretch... to the horizon. Just me. And the spotlight. And the searing danger... of exposure. To no one but myself. When the fantasy falls away... I'm alone. Scared. Trembling... like a child. Wishing for the warmth of your hand... That wasn't. The love. That wasn't. Scorching light cuts... Through the deepest darkness. To reveal me... to myself. When the fantasy falls away... I tear the curtains closed again.