Fearful Dancer

Fri, 03/15/2019 - 16:15 -- mdrAke

My heels meet the floor- rhythmic.


Indiscernible through the waves of sound.

Hands grab at me in the dark;

Masking my fear, I dance.

Triumph is impossible.

My fear will not waiver,

but neither will my confidence.

Capability overwhelms fear and the crowd;

I am worthy if not frightened.


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