Dancing in the dark....

She walked on the aisle with the anklet in place
In a blood red dazzling dress and a painted face
The darkness engulfed but she stole the spotlight
She saw the nothingness around but she shone bright

The music echoed her thoughts, her steps went off beat
The anklet shone in the light sliding down her feet
She held out the hand, she assumed a crowd gathered to see
She wondered if someone held the hand, how it would be

She wished for the light to shift focus for a while
So she could see the faces of the darkness smile
She longed for the story that the music behind recited
She kept dancing in the dark with no candles ignited

She started to feel tired, her legs begin to strain
Her heart begin to ache, she felt the shooting pain
She could hear the anklet implore, urging her to dance
Till she could see the face in the dark, or perhaps a glance

She didn’t know how, she didn’t know just how
The music would cease to exist, and she would finally bow
With a thunderous applause welcoming her to the new light
She would know the difference between the day and the night

The tears smudged the paint, her face bled her sorrow
She had believed the palmist, she had believed the tarot
She couldn’t stop to dance, her lips synced the song
Till she fell on the floor, after another hour long

The music played still, a lifeless self began to pant
Upon the floor where she could see her tears land
With the music fading away, the applause came its way
Her misery had become a spectacle, she became the star that day