Dance Me To The Death Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

I can feel control slip through my arms
Like a roulette, it finally hits me
A sea of leaves blind my blurry sight
Hurting like a dusty angel on concrete
The only thing I can feel is a rope
That tugs upon my back, blood trickles
There is a beautiful taint on your name
Dreaming like this forever will kill me
It never spoke to me like clear sparks
The trophy glints from a distance
You'll be the one with the stories
You'll be the one with the pace;
Inside my soul, I am the slang for pain
On the rooftops, I bid farewell to all
I'll let the raindrops, dance me to the death