I burn things so i can feel the ashes vanishing away as i blow them off the ground I burn people's photographs so i can feel their eyes dying just like their memories in my mind yet they never do I burn myself so i can feel the heat of the life that i've never had the chance to live at its fullest because i was way too busy burning my sadness away yet it knows how to come back to life & fulfill my mind.
i burn to see the flame painting my fingertips as black as the pit i'm in