The Ballerina
The music is beautiful and intoxicating, these moments make me feel as though I’m a free spirit. I spring to my tiptoes because I know this moment is fleeting and soon enough I will be thrown back into the abyss darkness of my box. I spin and spin with pure delight on my right foot performing my signature Piroutette. I know I have precise form as I watch my reflection in the mirror. I beamed with the pride of an accomplished dancer; and watch as the sparking jewels are pulled from my home and placed upon the ears of the applauding audience for which I perform to their delight. The performance is about to end and can see it coming to its finale. Just as soon as I was pulled to perform my art the darkness falls upon me like the sun setting upon the day; and now just like before I’m surrounded by the emptinmess is life. Not being afraid of the dark I wait patiently for the door to open once more to allow me to shine like a diamond; and perform my magical dance for my renowned fan.