Dance
I am a dancer,
I have been my whole life.
I need to dance to breathe,
To feel loved,
To feel worth it.
The thing is,
When I dance,
All the negatives go away.
I’m not sad because of my life
Or the fact that my friends
Tend to leave me a lot.
I’m not angry because I have no one
I can really count on
Besides two or so people.
I’m not numb because
I don’t want to feel anymore…
When I dance,
I am beautiful,
Powerful,
Strong,
And amazing.
I get this feeling
When I dance,
When I do my stag leaps, mostly.
I’m leaping into the air,
Already turning into the landing.
My front leg is pointed
And straight and it’s ready
To accept the floor in the landing.
My back foot is in attitude,
Pointed and ready to turn into the landing.
My arms sweep gracefully through the air
As I arch my back
And throw my head backwards.
That moment right before turning
Into the landing is where every ounce
Of my soul is screaming to be heard,
Screaming about the energy
In the room and how
I don’t need to be sad anymore
And that I am enough,
I am worth it.
When I dance,
I am happier than I have been in a long time.
I can figure my life out through dance.
Dance is everything I need.
I hope you all have something like that in your lives.