White scars
with bright red paralysis

Burning blood

The white
is too bright

Soft glow
of turbulence in calm

Burning eyes

My friends and I
we hide

In a burning prison
in which we fight

Incinerated heart

These things broke me
a shattering that anyone can see

Holding my glass
hands bleeding

Red as I stab

Everything I don't like
until I die

With an incinerated body and mind