This fire does not need blistering branches
just fearsome demons with flaming glances
It cant burn wood or heat your stove
cant throw a spark into the grove
It will not burn you or light your path
This fire is fueled by all of your wrath
And this fire in your heart burns
always
You try to fight it, and break the chain
But nothing will help, or ease the pain
This knife thats in your back, keeps twisting
And this fire in your heart burns
always
You cant stop the flames blazing on your heart
until you go deep to extinguish the spark
Deep burrowed in your restless thoughts
lies the answer to the question
you never deliberatly asked
And this fire in your heart burns
always
The fire grows and drives you insane
it would be so easy to end all this pain
Just a little cut, a friendly red line
down to you wrists and all would be fine
but you resist this cant be the way
and then you fall on your knees starting to pray
And this fire in your heart burns
always
Your wrath is gone, The fire still hurts
It cant be extinguished by all those words
you spoke to the god your believing in
and all you want is to rip offyour skin
You dont see the solution to the end of this horror
you fall in depression and punch right in the mirror
You decide to end it to escape this life
you walk in your kitchen and take a knife
set it, push it, right in the flames
and the last thing you see is your life in frames
You disappointed your god
made your beloved ones cry
now you started their fire
with your last goodbye
Because this fire burns
always
Just to pull myself out of heavy critics: I do not support suicide and I never will. I have a friend suffering from depression and I wrote this after we had a long talk. if you are suffering from depression the best thing you can do is to get friends around you and people you trust. There is always someone who cares. Believe me. Never give up.
