Dancing on Stars

My mouth was curled in a grimace

My eyes blinded by that glorious light

Tears streamed down my burning face

Tears intertwining with the blood 

Yet all I can do is contuine to dance

Yet all I do is spin and move in place

My feet were cut and blistered

My body was ragged and sore

With pained breath and whimpers

With twirls and flickers, I danced

I danced on those wonderful stars

I wished and prayed for the end

Yet I contuine to spin and grin

Yet I contuine towards nothing