Who's to blame
For the fire that started?
Who's to say
They stand corrected?

A July flame-
Undying love
Or apparently the same
Is broken trust.

What is the use
Of a beating heart,
When dead is the fuse
And black are the sparks?

When every time I see his face
I feel like pulling the trigger,
Was it not a sort of race
That was stopped by a liar?

I cried tears of acid
For someone only worth
A stare so placid
To destroy and hurt.

I hold *******
Against my neck,
Pretending to shoot so it no longer lingers-
The memories that broke the deck.

How I wish thoughts
Could be burnt,
Of all the fights fought
And all the lessons learnt.

I know no more
What it feels to love,
With my heart gone cold,
There's no meaning now.