Dance Queen
The whole room shook as the music took over
as the figure got up on the stage
and let the music take her body under.
She danced in a way,
that intoxicated all
as she flipped her head,
letting her hair fly
swaying her hips,
shaking everywhere
looking like a beautiful possessed woman
taking over the attention span.
The shouting increased with the flowing noise
as the music sped up so did she move
faster and faster,
as she swayed and loose
herself in the rhythm,
the comfort that she sought
how the folds of the screams
made the universe just stop
for a second she was worth it
for a second she was sure
for a second she knew,
that life was worth living for
Afterwards they swore they saw
that beautiful girl crying,
while she danced her last dance
on the battle field she was fighting.