BROKEN BALLERINA
She aches
reaching for dreams
just beyond her grasp
on tip-toes balancing
until she tumbles
gasping for breath
empty handed
and dreamless.
She cries
washing in tears
the blood that stains
her slippers
broken and mangled
dancing feet no longer able
she stumbles with each step
falling broken
to the floor.
She dances
twirling in her mind
leaping over puddles
that do not exist.
Broken ballerina
trembling in fear
what new pain
what new tears
will tomorrow's dance bring.
mebw
© 6/1/13
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