Despite the heartache in moments of hurt & self revelation,
it's through those moments of choices & the usage of wrong words,
it is the realization of such things that forces us to grow;
that is the moment that we realise that we need to grow...
as we find out, that everything is really nothing quite like it seems.

That hunger to know more,
to find more,
to feel more...

I'm stuck. Terrified & unable to talk.

I speak in tongues that I myself, are unable to unravel & decipher.
What is to become of such nights,
Where I am unable to articulate to you what I've learnt,
because I believed that you would understand.
That I meant more than just that.

I find myself asking questions that I have no answers to...
I find myself disappointed at myself.
I fear that disappointment. & I start to wonder...
...doesn't anyone else feel that too.
& if so, why do we always feel so alone?

I'm out in this vast space of the internet,
searching for some comfort.
& at the end of the day,
I realise that I will always find salvation in dance.