I feel ******' restless.
There is too much noise in my head as my thoughts rush by like cars on a freeway.
I can't make them stop going 90 miles an hour
And I can feel the anxiety rising with the speedometer.
I'm running out of gas but I just keep going
Faster..
             Faster..
                          Faster.

The car in autodrive,
I'm just waiting for the crash.

I shout at the stars in the night,
I shout in my mind, and
I think my heart even screams sometimes
For any kind of life
To hear my cries for help.

My throat becomes so burnt
That no sound comes out.

My lungs on fire,
Begging for more oxygen to fuel them.

Yet, there is no one.

I wonder,
Is it because we all are walking through the flames?
Stuck in our own pain
That any other's fire
Just isn't dire,
Because you all are still trying
To figure out how to extinguish
yours..

I hope one day I can glide my hand across the pages of my story and confidently say as I close the book,
"It was a good read."

I want life to leak out of me and for others to drink from my soul.
Breathe a new passion you've never known and shine,
Shine and ignite those below you.
Let's burn, burn with a fire
That only a few can taste.
Let's grow higher than we ever imagined and fly up,
Nothing but smoke,
A whisper.
Touch heaven and stars
Make love like never before and live,
Live forever as we touch
The sky and our hearts.