Dance

Dance.

A drug.

It's addictive.

Once you start you cannot stop.

It captivates you.

You move yourself to the music and

It takes you to a place you never want to leave.

Then all problems are forgotten.

Heartbeat races.

Passion pulses through your veins.

A taste of ecstasy in your sweat.

As you move, everything's a blur.

Like speed, it makes you fly.

However, there is no overdose,

No pain upon withdrawal,

No consiquence or regret.

Not a substance from the needle,

But forged from the fire inside.

Far better than any narcotic

Because it moves you farther away from pain.

It overtakes your soul.