This fire does not need blistering branches just fearsome demons with flaming glances It cant burn wood or heat your stove cant throw a spark into the grove It will not burn you or light your path This fire is fueled by all of your wrath
And this fire in your heart burns always
You try to fight it, and break the chain But nothing will help, or ease the pain This knife thats in your back, keeps twisting
And this fire in your heart burns always
You cant stop the flames blazing on your heart until you go deep to extinguish the spark Deep burrowed in your restless thoughts lies the answer to the question you never deliberatly asked
And this fire in your heart burns always
The fire grows and drives you insane it would be so easy to end all this pain Just a little cut, a friendly red line down to you wrists and all would be fine but you resist this cant be the way and then you fall on your knees starting to pray
And this fire in your heart burns always
Your wrath is gone, The fire still hurts It cant be extinguished by all those words you spoke to the god your believing in and all you want is to rip offyour skin You dont see the solution to the end of this horror you fall in depression and punch right in the mirror You decide to end it to escape this life you walk in your kitchen and take a knife set it, push it, right in the flames and the last thing you see is your life in frames
You disappointed your god made your beloved ones cry now you started their fire with your last goodbye
Because this fire burns always
Just to pull myself out of heavy critics: I do not support suicide and I never will. I have a friend suffering from depression and I wrote this after we had a long talk. if you are suffering from depression the best thing you can do is to get friends around you and people you trust. There is always someone who cares. Believe me. Never give up.