Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 11
there might be a fire in the distance
it's a lingering fear
that it'll come near here
thought, it's inevitable

just like my fear of the flames
that will sear my skin
and fill my lungs with smoke
i'm afraid of the fire
that you'll rekindle
in the depths of my soul
Written by
χαρμολύπη  16/F/Greece
   BR Dragos
Please log in to view and add comments on poems