All Night Long
by, Melissa R. Mendelson
All night long. I was nothing but air, dancing across the floor. My heart pulsed, pounded, and dreamed. This is what I wanted to be, my destiny, but then the music stopped. They told me to stop. My talent was not in music or singing, and I failed at every instrument I tried to play. So, now years later, I spend those all night longs doing what I do best, writing.
Created: Mar 29, 2014fallenhazel Document Media