I enjoy dancing
But not physically
I enjoy closing my eyes and picturing my self spinning and twirling
In the darkness
Surrounded by words
That I love and hate
I'm just dancing in the words
The words of hate
The words of panic
The words of suffocation
The words of depression
I wish there was love
But there isn't
Because sometimes I feel like there is none,
Oh wait,
That's all the time
I write down words
And think a poem will come to my head
My mind will just dance in the words of writing
Dancing is a beautiful thing
I dance in my dark
Hoping no one will see
Yet, there's many unknown creatures
Lurking through my sea-like mind
My mind is a sea
But it's not just of water
The water just suffocates me
Tricking me into thinking I'm actually not able to breath
But I am
It's also a sea of words
That are dancing
Jumping, twirling, confusing turns
This poem is a confusing poem
All just because,
My mind is dancing in the words
Of a deep dark sea
YOU ARE READING
This Unknown Atmosphere
PoesiaThis is another collection of Poems I've written. Here I try different things, but there are similarities from my past poetry collection.