Last DanceYou don't danceLast Dance by Chocolate-Wood
'Cause you had it
I pour my heart,
Into every step,
An escape from reality
The lights and costumes
The beauty, the grace
Brings me away, if only for a minute
The rush as it returns
The dance ends, senses begin
The applause, the cheer, the racing of my heart
But worst, the pain and agony of reality
Costumes of glitter and sequins
Flow and twist
Shimmer and shine
All remainder of the dance
Make up is washed
Medals stored away
Shutting up the last of the dance
Remember the lights, the music
Feel the old adrenaline moving you
Hear the crowd, see their outlines
Remember that last dance
dance or dieit hasn't been her day, her week, nor her monthdance or die by latuacantante007
so she's thinking it probably won't be her year,
and she's giving up,
is just going to throw her hands up
and give herself over to spinning in crazy kaleidoscope circles
where the shapes form the past from memories that dont matter anymore.
she's sending her broken heart and crushed dreams
up to the stars on a firework
with all the love letters she never had the courage to send
and the pleas she almost choked on.
and when they finally explode,
no one can ever say that heart-break isn't beautiful.
the music coming through the speakers keeps her heart pumping in rhythm
with the poundingpulsing of her blood
and she feels more alive now than she can ever remember.
she's losing control, is throwing it away
and it's alright because control is overrated anyway
and the beat of the music is so much better than crying.
you might not know it, but the good life is sleeping where you fall.
DanceDance by EnthusiasticArtist
Life calls your name to the stage.
Open your story and write another page.
Your song suddenly begins to play.
Will you take the chance and dance today?
The audience sits and awaits to see what you will do.
The only one who can make this choice is you.
What if they laugh as you fail and fall?
Or are you going to dance through it all?
You step out from backstage on to the floor.
You don't want to hold back anymore.
Now is your final chance.
Stand up and dance.
DanceWhen the music playsDance by AprilDawson
I want to break out
like the world
is about to end.
I point my feet
when I walk
down the streets.
Not on purpose.
But out of habit.
I close my eyes
I absorb the music
My muscles ache.
My soul screams.
I let it take over.
Become the music.
to the emotions.
To the sound.
To the lyrics.
Dance your style.
Fall to the ground.
Become a bird.
Become a robot.
Become a fairy.
like your soul
is on fire.
Let that fire
Become like water.
Like the wind.
Like that fire.
that I'm a bird.
I want to leap
and fly like a bird.