Fire consumes me entirely
Rising from these fumes
From this hatred.
Fire throwing its weight making me sweat
Contact with a cancer stick
Now they tell me to stop
No, you stop
Fire stop, i melt in your presence
That line is so cliche
What can i do in the midst of this heat
Unrelenting, wrapping itself with its tendrils
Licking my arms as if asking for more
Licking my wounds as if trying to heal
But hurt is the feeling
Pain.
Like the ashing of a cigarrete
on your arm
but instead is in your chest
boiling up your blood
ANGER.
Or confusion
I dont know what is not unreal
Or is reality as real at is seems
nothing seem normal
nothing seems true
Only the color of the sky
And color of your eyes.