My Emotions

Like subtle washes in the waves Like flowing through the wind I ask if I am good enough to do so Despair and misfortune everywhere I go One touch is like rock I can’t feel anything The sight of it sends you running Not in the way that I’d say is stunning The graceful moves I display are hidden from the world One I could never release For if it were ever seen Despair and misfortune would follow I ask myself one last time before I stop “Was I ever more than just a prop?” I quickly stop moving my feet But never my heart I’m far away now Till death due us part The red flows And the smell grows I am now like the washes in the waves I am now flowing in the wind I am now a symbol of those Whose emotions have chosen to arose