Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2021
I could not save you from the fire inside yourself.
I was fuel to the flames.
Was I fascinated or petrified by the scars you wore?
You brightened and burned
In a single breath.
You have always been an illuminating inferno.
I cannot help that I was drawn to your warmth.
Written by
wordsonwordsonwords
Please log in to view and add comments on poems