Fire firetouch my skin
for every burn
is a flower within
each scar you leave
each drop you dry
you give me no reason to cry
consume me slowly so that i can feel
this beautiful pain, which is too real
cover me with ashes
bury me deep
so that now, i can finally sleep.
each scar you leave
each drop you dry
you give me no reason to cry
consume me slowly so that i can feel
this beautiful pain, which is too real
cover me with ashes
bury me deep
so that now, i can finally sleep.
2 comments:
interesting.. liked the image being sustained till the end..
the pic is kinda scary though..lol no offence
very good poetry here. like some who wants to be a masochist in the hope what when the pain become exceeding unbearable, then perhaps oblivion will come in. Been there. Done that. =/
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