My breath was choking on fire
It brought me to my knees as I plead
Please, someone save me.
Save me from this world
That is consuming me in fire
I'm burning up in flames.

I've come to realize
That I'm just the fuel to someone's fire.
A minor casualty in this world
Filled with the burning desire
To lie, cheat, steal.
******.

The room was blackened out with smoke
I could no longer see the light.
My coughing was worsening with each breath.
This is really the end of my story.

My mind was racing with different scenarios,
All of them leading towards death.
I know there is no hope,
but I have to try to tell them.

Each step feels like my last,
My body was aching.
My steps heaved as I dragged them
across the blackened floor
through the rubble.

I made it to the desk
my hand staggered as I wrote
"This was no accident,
It was a ******."

i've never been in a burning building but standing in that room with you
sure did feel like it.
you’ve filled my fragile lungs
with ash and soot,
and my altered anatomy
has become a black abyss

you were the arsonist,
who intricately ignited
my bones through your false accusations:
and your lack to love,
executed criminally
you've ripped the stars
right out of my sky -
every single constellation

my wrecked heart radiates for yours,
while a Siberian iceberg
sits in your chest
the stinging of languish
spills from my pores
baby, why can't you see i'm the best?

so remember to forget me, fuel my fire:
let the flames flourish,
*watch them grow higher