IN THIS DANCE

down my face, tears fall
like notes in a sad, sad song

I move to the music that is my life
and it makes everything right that is wrong                                                                                                                     

I jump and spin
like the craziness within
I leap and I fall
like my attempts of getting over a blocking wall

sometimes I turn and lose my spot
I forget where I am suppose to be going

dizziness sets in and as I move
I forget to be ever flowing

but sometimes there is beauty in being ungraceful
because to the art I am being faithful

there is a passion in the oddness, the uniqueness
I am an abstract art
dancing the feelings of this world as my life falls apart

but in this dance I find the answer
I find the pieces I need to keep my life together