The Ballerina Poem by Kathryn Garner

youve left her, standing on her toes
bleeding for all the things she cant let go
a dancer slowly dying
in the process of her passion
her blood drops are still crying
for a beautiful attraction

he gave her the inspiration to dance more
he gave her a dance to live for
so deeply taken was she
even her pulse and beat
that when he left, she'd bleed
in her heart and her feet

she keeps dancing for his return
dancing because its better than the hurt
she doesnt want to crash
shes his ballerina, his love
but once this dance is in the past
then their love is done

she spinning her body and head
twisting so demented, till her bodys dead
her mind keeps going
her feet keep landing
her dress still flowing
till theres no understanding
she only wants to find where hes standing


this lovely ballerina, so swept away
in his dance, or his trance....
it doesnt matter if he doesnt go away
she loves him more than life
he is her final, sorrowful dance
and her feet take the knife
that ends both their trance
but she kept dancing as she bled
dancing for his love
until this ballerina finally, and endlessly fell dead