I am a tinder man on fire
Burned alive by my every will and desire.
At my center a cracked heart fills to the brim
It bursts
It pours into my open wounds
this wrecked body is my boon
Because when you stand on barbed wire over fire.
When you take yourself to the lowest of low
Dragging your charcoal husk out of the funeral pyre
Just to see if you can take the next blow.
You aren't doing it for anyone other than yourself