The Dance
It burns.
It stretches.
It pulls at my everything.
The song reverberates through my muscles.
Even when I am still,
I am moving,
I am floating,
I am melting into the music.
The floor is covered in sweat and scuff marks.
I am protected here.
I am open.
I am vulnerable.
I have never felt more human,
Or more disconnected from real life.
This is my purpose.
This is my soul.
This is where I give my everything.