You sit and watch the flames dancing up into the ink stained night
You want to be devoured by the darkness.
You want to be engulfed and dazzled by flames,
Here, now,
It is cold,
And you’re so young and scared.
I can still feel your warm breath against my body whispering beautiful lies into my ear.
I remember the way you would hold me tightly because you knew that every inch of me was breaking.
You couldn’t fix me.