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My life was a book I had left on the shelf
A story I always said I would read
Collecting dust and coffee stains
Although I don’t even like coffee
But then I met you.
And for the first time,
Sunday afternoon in the middle of August. Sun lounging high in the sky.
A cloudy menagerie decorates her home.
I walk down to the river
Hear the boats passing by
A roar of engines and water
Unspoken, unidentified tragedies ...
I wonder if bad news and devastation are better delivered
With the merciless blow, like finding out you'll die just before Christmas
Well I walked outside on the earth that remains
And let the greedy crows pick at my brain
With forgiveness and gratitude for their primitive ways
And with a thought lingering on the break of day
I want you so much it physically hurts.
I would do anything for you.
I would go anywhere with you.
Don't you see?
No other woman could please you
Or love you like I can.
But it wont matter.
Am I an effigy? A solid statue for you to practice attraction or affliction? Building me up with words and sweet gifts. Reasons to make me forget that the fire is coming. Filling my head with straw that I was convinced you picked just for me.
The flame has a life of its own
Mysteriously ignited by the fuel of existence and
Set ablaze by the quaintness of the world’s wonders,
Wee beginnings as a single spark in a pit of ember
The sun is an unforgiving demon in the sky.
It sends beams of heat at me, hoping I will die.
It stares at me all day, hidden beneath a tree.
Can you smell the smoke?
like the smell of summer nights we can barely remember,
sitting in circles around a glowing red light.
Do you hear the distant crackle?
i want your flames.
mesmerizing and beautiful.
the smallest flicker still illuminates my mind nightly
Thank you for the likes
Thank you for the feels
Thank you for understanding
You were my everything when I had nothing.
Distant love stay around just not around me
I am the soul who started the blaze
I began a small fire that burned on for days
It wasn’t my fault I tried to believe
but all I could do was vanish and grieve
the damage I caused I can not understand
Don’t let people burn you,
for you are already a gracious fire.
Don’t let people use you,
for you have so much value.
They’ll come to you for warmth,
Burning low with red in deep,A hand impossible to keep.Thus lit by souls unweeping flame,While seeking soul burns not the same
Charred among the ashes stirredA people left here uninterred.No beds of peace or roses here;A feast alight for blackened bird.
This burn under my skin
This fire deep within
Burns my soul to ashes
As the fire my body catches
My heart alight
My soul takes flight
Flees to the grave
Where it will stay
When tears slip down her bronze skin,
She seeks warmth from the fire.
So far away, she craves it with a
Burning desire.
The crisp winds shroud her in the cold.
Charred wood,
Blackened
Beyond recognition,
Smolders
From a forgotten fire.
Smoke drifts
Lazily into a cloudless sky,
Unhampered by the summer breeze.
Ash gray coals
Die down and
Even the palest light lingers in the mind
Alluring, warm, radiantForever glowing, calling.
Until our fragile consciousness is broken-And then taken.
Drawn in too close, we burn
We ask ourselves, why do we still continue?Why do we still rage this pointless fight?Where is the freedom and love and happiness in this microscopic light?The answer was never in the books we read, the words of our neighbors, but in the hearts and
High five
high mind
Do I write?
or do I type?
Higher than the sky
my wings will burn
I will d i s p e r s e
like ashes
into the
Snickering and cackling
Its sparks are laughing
Trying to warm us
And staying lit is a must
Acting like it was having fun
It has the touch of the sun
Burning whatever it is touching
If you compared her to a fire
You’d find they’re much the same
Her heart too hot to touch
The fire too wild to tame
Through the years my heart had been stifled
The childhood songbird lost its voice
And the feathers of its wings were plucked
Until all that was left was withered
I used to shine bright,
I was warm and comfortable.
I was hopeful.
I loved myself.
But over time I began to falter.
I slowly began to dim,
I began to turn to black.
this rage within me slowly dies,
I find myself in the fire, slowly depleting-
forging into a quiet night.
Beside He stands, pulling me out of this infernal blaze
His healing hand has lead me to stand.
Even if all the contents
Confined within
The cage of one's soul
Were to spill
Could we understand them?
Such a question
In such a queer situation
Was presented to me
When the sky had
Burn the messagesThe memories char and crinkle until they’re nothing more than what they should have been,what you made them-kindling for the fire burning in the living room of my new house.
crackling amber flame,
consuming all that it can reach.
tears of wax bubble down the sides,
heat radiating from a lonely source.
the wick curling in withering pain,
I am fire
Wild and unforgiving
Soothing yet destructive
My lips? They cannot be sealed
I cannot be contained
I started out as a match
Insignificant, quiet
But now I am a raging inferno
There’s something about your presence
I just can’t explain
It’s like burning fire and pouring rain
Take my hands
Take my feet
Make me your sanctuary
A cumbersome, catatonic existence can burn at my handsand I'll keep the torch with me, an old friend caught between young palms,ash and emotion make me stand:
Poor little whore boy,
You sit there in your office,
Reviewing your files.
Looking for your next case.
I stare into a shrinking candle’s flickering flame on my dusty, wax stained rug, on empty, still, Friday nights.
She's so innocent, so sweet
Quiet girl, bustling world
Why can't she break free?
Why can't she scream?
Never being noticed or seen
So badly she wants the world to see
Within this uncompromising maze,
the faceless men in white suits
force you to stumble along
the path from point A to B.
Tall white walls confiscate creativity
and slowly strangle the unsuspecting
When you look me in eyes , i feel like melting away. When i dont talk to you , i feel like i cant go another day. The way you say my name, makes me want to jump with glee.
First time i saw her i thought nothing of it,
She was another face, among thousands.
Another body, among millions.
But a spark, a spark that would set my body on fire,
Her beauty was not striking, her body less so.
I feel. Unspoken words
I feel a wrath beyond my state
Whether to a walk with or without
I can't let go. I can't do so
The dark throughout the void
Her heart is slowly dying.
Her scars grow deeper and deeper.
As she is no longer trying.
Only watching the calamity beat her.
The fire surrounds her soul.
She can no longer breathe, just take it in.
I didn’t mean to burn the roof we built;
I didn’t mean to watch you grab at ash with desperate tries.
You see, the side that you put up was hammered shut with hulking hope and simple trust,
I wanna watch the whole world burn down!
I wanna see everybody suffer and die!
Watch their bodies turn black and crisp,
watch them shrivel up and turn to dust.
Sacrilege
Sanctimony
bastards
and heathens
burn
burn
incinerate
light them up
watch the flames
reach ever higher
burn
burn
I used to think that bubble wrap,
Was the best way to go.
That touching the world,
Through a pane of glass,
Was better than feeling the warmth,
Beneath my fingers.
Screw the people who break us down so much, that we become senseless and open
If that’s an opportunity, damn, love, just consider me your token
Let’s strip the truth of all its beauty
If there's light in love,
How were we so dark?
Why all this pain?
why all the muck
Love is supposed to be
beautiful...
We were a Nuesance,
to us and each other
It had been there for the longest time
A nail in place of this heart of mine
Eyes blank and wandering in darkness
I never understood why it was mine
But it always burned
I admire the person who could be so confidently wrong,
The person who could condescendingly know not of anything,
Many things, look for every seam, just to bark up my tree.
Insult for your comedy, so funnily.
Understand, this is not right.Listen, hear me warn you.This is not a fair fight.You will fail, win, lose.
Birch,
Your bark once white
Is now black
From all the things we can’t take back.
You’ve shivered in the wind
But now you burn because we’ve sinned
Your shade may be no longer,
I watched you burn today.
I wrote your name on a piece of paper, and told it
All the things that you never wanted to hear.
I watched you burn today.
I spoke about all the times you made me feel
It is because of you
That I am lost
it is because of you that I
Have been found
It is the fire that you
Gave to me
That heats my hot air
Balloon
I am floating in midair
Has he even noticed? Or does he even care?
This car is turning, racing but we're going nowhere.
He steps on the gas, my heart begins to flutter.
We're free falling fast, but without God's ruder.
Don't let it go
Fight the urge to die
Always needing more,
Reaching and fighting for more
Let it burn
Don't let it go
Fight the urge to die
