Fire, fire everywhere once more.

The only difference, in the middle of this tempest,


I am licked and caressed by the coldest flames I've ever felt.

I'll court myself once more,

Slowly, as the walls come down.

Lovingly,as if I was holding my newborn child.

Easing myself so I might hold my own joy in arms long unused.

I've been depreciating myself, as time went on
Faster & faster with the dexterity of a rogue
Ever so slightly like the courtesans of old

Til the day I find myself, and love myself for what I am.

Sometimes always monsters.

Arm in arm with someone that's not yours : - Intoxicating.

Palms on someone you shouldn't touch : - Exhilarating.

Fingers caressing someone with sensuality thought lost : - Euphorical.

What can you do when you realize you're the reason things end?

I'm done tracing for others.
Try as I may, her whispers kept derailing me.

But when I listen closely,
Eavesdropping on my very own soul,
Gasping at the horrid truth,
I know now, it is not about her.
Now, with renewed purpose, yet with a shaky will.
Some things can never be reconciled.

I'm my own long road to ruin.