Dancing Flame Poem by Mathew Sutter

I'm at the rave,
To dance my life away,
The beat runs through me,
My ear drums are popping,
The earth is shaking
And the bodies press around me.

I twirl my hands in the air,
And dance with anyone who cares to,
I kiss many lips and touch many bodies,
In an hour,
I don't remember a thing,
But all I know,
Is that I have to dance.

I become a dancing flame,
Beautiful but hurtful to watch,
Because the wounds begin to show,
And the confidence begins to wane.
The people begin to watch me,
But I don't care,
I'll dance my life away.
Because after all,
I'm an everlasting Dancing Flame...