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 Sep 2015 Reza Bavar
Sophie Rose
your goodbye left me in smoke, and I light matches just to watch the fire, just because maybe I'll feel it again.
Consumed by the flames
By the flames

Start the fire, I need you to feel this
As high as it can go, I need to feel it
Light the fire, you want me to feel this
We want to see how high we can go
We want to be consumed by the flames

Take a risk, make a wish
Until then, stay cool
After this, you will never be the same

This isn't right, I close my eyes
Prepare myself for the falling sky
I caused so much harm, I don't know why
I've had my lows, I had my highs
I did my best, now I return
With a clean slate and a lesson learned
I've been mocked, betrayed and scorned
But now I know everything can burn

Consumed by the flames
Take aim
Take blame
Play games
Cause pain
Call names
Make claims

Suppressing feelings, I'm going numb
I can't eat, sleep or see where your coming from
I try to excite myself, lust and near death's never help
I accept death and **** life and the hand I'm dealt
I've ignored the truth, avoided responsibility
But it's in the back of my mind kicking constantly
Now it's time do pay my do's I'm through with tries
I refuse to come back with a consolation prize

Consumed by the flames
Be tamed
Break chains
Disclaim
Proclaim
Insane
No shame

Turn it up, let them watch
Turn me out, I can't be stopped

Nowhere else to go, carrying my woes
Turning into someone I don't even know
Just paying back everything I owe
I've come this far, so

I've come this far

Let the flames consume me
In vain
Fast lane
Life's strain
Constrain
Left brain
Profane

I should have listened
But hear me now
With darkness, there is struggle
Come lightness, I'm okay
For a brief moment

Or rather I'm deluded
But I can't be possibly dreaming, can I?

Time will tell
Feelings will fade
But will this stay if the dream is caused by the gone forever?

And then he comes along
My independence is shading
I don't want to need you
But could this be?
If I could teach you anything
It would be to draw
Or write poetry
Turn your thoughts and feelings into art
Make someone feel something
Someone other than me at least
You don't know how to handle your emotions any better than I do
There are no likable qualities you have other than overwhelming body heat
And you've done something horrible recently
You won't tell me
But I can tell by the way you react
You're more angry with you than anyone else is
I'm so sorry sweetie
You deserve it
This *****
Pleas understand that this is not a good bye
I only wish that we had a little more time
Like star crossed lover only you loved another
I am lft bleeding on the floor
Dear pleas remember me
Don't forget the poesy seeds
My hear burns like ashes yes we al fall down
I don't want to waste any of your time
I'm rowing the bout and were doing just fine
Going gently down the stream
if you loved me life seemed but a dream
You eyes did twinkle like a little star
How I wonder weir you are now
Now I am goon above the clouds so high
Sitting beside the moon like a diamond in the sky
I still wonder what you are as my memory fades so far
 Sep 2015 Reza Bavar
spysgrandson
she wrote an entire novel
about a man who cut his hand
on a can of sardines

he found in a silent cupboard
of a prairie house abandoned since
the dust bowl, or perhaps since
the eighth day of creation

the can he opened with a rusty blade
he found in yet another home of ghosts
on a treeless lane in Topeka

where he spent
four naked nights
hiding from the cruelest January,
his memories, and the devil

who his mama said eschewed the cold
and he believed her, but built a fire all the same
until a fat ****** sheriff came
and sent him into the night

where a wailing wind waited
and blew him south through the dark
like just another tumbleweed

when he finally
landed, dry and thrashed
in his new sagging palace
the snows had melted,
the winds calmed

there he found fine fodder
in a tin with sailor standing proud
a feast of fish at his feet

was a shame to behead
the mariner with such a dull tool
only to find mush and ancient fetor
anointed by three drops of his red blood
the can demanded in exchange
for its long dead bounty
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