She looks at herself in the mirror with disgusted tears..
she's been feeling the pain and the sorrow,
The weight of the world, a burden she cannot borrow.As she starts the music, like water falling down the walls, sounds so loud just to drown it all..
She feels her body moving, waiting for that change of feeling like there's a point to be proven.
Like in a trance she closes her eyes to let go, her heart still not in rhythm but she can't hear it screaming "no!"
her soul moving she had started to do the dance they were doing. The rhythm taking over, her troubles fading away... doing baila conmigo with a little ballet.
She danced away the anger, the sadness and the fear.
For now her body full of light, for this moment her heart free and clear.With every step she took, she left behind the dark.
The shadow casted over her family that left a huge mark.Tears of so much confusion with life and love
No fairytale for her no sun shine from aboveMusic, dance it's the only way to heal her broken soul
A chance for a little while to feel some what whole.So, she keeps on dancing to whatever rhythm of the night, the dark emotions away, until the morning light.
Yes, for those that asked..
I do actually professionally know how to dance
Just ballet so these poems are accuratebut for the rest
I'm up to date sadly with TikTok...
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Poetry𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕨, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟�...