Dancing till she's breathless
Her heart is racing reckless
Her mind is free and clear
Just the musik and her
Nobody sees
But that's okay
Then when she dance
Everything disappears
when the music floats her bones
hits her moves with every tone
the sweat is running down her body
Never seen something so lovely
She's ugly,
lazy
hopeless
all in one
but when the beat drops
the curtains fall
all the anger she holds
she's dancing it out
like nobody's watching
like nobody cares
just the music and her
the only thing that matters
her sadness is ballet
her anger hip hop
when she's happy it's jazz
and sometimes it's all
dancing and singing
scream out your problems
dance them away
when dancing is healing
why shouldn't you heal?
YOU ARE READING
only the brave | poems
Poetry« it's a church of burnt romances and I'm too far gone to pray. It's a solo song and it's only for the brave » some poems I had in mind, some are personal, some just fictional. I just let my hands write whatever floads in my mind. TW // mostly depre...
