strike the match
watch the flame
ignite the fire
with propane
gather your friends
see it glow
bag the body
name? unknown
bones to ashes
blazing, roaring
sirens blaring
there was no warning
ruins, dirt, debris
the evidence, unhidden
you better run and hide
though the guilt will ridden
the cameras will shudder
the people will judge
the police will interrogate
but you mustn't answer, you mustn't budge
because in the end
you know what you've done
you struck the match
you murdered someone

Look at yourself
from these mud brown eyes
Then maybe
You'd see the fire in yours

the sparks are dancing in the night

my fire
       bright

but slowly
       deeper in
  
   my fire-heart is caving in

my hope
      are you
              
          keeping
    my soul ablaze

The crowd fades away
As chords in every melody
Rings in our ears,
And shivers downs in our body
It vibrates in every muscle
A musical fusion
Almost everything didn’t matter
It’s you, me and the beating rhythm
The graceful posture
The sway of every gesture
It’s a motion adventure.

Feeling the adrenaline pulsing through
Pervading the entity
Beating rhythm pounding, it electrifies the body
into graceful art, emancipating the sound of the music
Captivating the mind, liberating the young, reckless soul
covertly hidden inside an indifferent exterior

A freeing beauty
of movement to the rhythm
A therapy to the mind and body.
Dancing to the music,
feeling every tune
every beat
every breath of every movement,
with Explosions of Euphoria

Stir up my emotions,
Iron them up out,
Make me believe
That it doesn't matter,
To be undecided,
Whether too small or too big,
Let me fit without a glitch all the same.