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Jun 2020
I know I shouldn't touch the flames
But I keep reaching out covered in burns
I can't feel my skin
Tongue taste tin
I left my brain
So I'm right as rain

Right on time give me some change
Right on time can't you spare some change
I know, I know
I've really let go
But it don't show
The flames they glow

And I shouldn't put my hand forward
When it sparkles I'm fine being charred
Tired of tryin
Now its time
For fire and wine
Am I unkind?

Rude of me to offer myself away to the pyre
Not my fault that I'm burning your final wire
Hot to the touch
Unfit to be a crutch
I don't want to touch
You'll be my torch

I'll burn out and you'll catch the flame
But you still have our skin and our brain
You will feel pain
of the oil rains
On your skin
Change will burn

On time or too late I don't care I just know
That sooner rather than later I'm gonna go
Living life lighter
Gonna be brighter
I'm going faster
Won't last here

Who wants to live forever
Rather be spectacular
A spectacle
Unpredictable
Uncontrollable
Until I am unable
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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