Fearless

The fire rises the timber burns creating power of light and heat
Energy flowing in colours so that we know it's real and complete
Feed the fire for eternity and lose the magic of the source a spark that now roars in the wind my heart so sweet
Caught like a moth to the flame nothing else matters accept the consequences of want and hope as the defeat
Such power had the flame it killed it's self for such energy you cannot sustain and all that is left are ashes which is the truth and never again a light shined to compare to meet.

They began to ask me,
"Do you remember?"
My mind floods with my own idiosyncrasy
As I become a raging storm center.

They must know about a past mistake.
I break into a cold sweat,
And await the full blast of my creeping headache.
I have only one thing from this life I do not regret.

When I looked into those eyes,
I found my long-lost joy.
Though if this is love, I must be wise;
When my heart gets involved, I'm like a target to destroy.

Your lips tasted
like the stars
i never got to see
because of the cities
bright lights.
And once our lips connected,
Meteors fell down to earth,
And the ground beneath us started crumbling.
For it was the end of the beginning,
And I couldn't have been more un-afraid.

I'm a self destructive mess.
Putting myself down
Starving myself
Because when I see myself
I feel I am not good enough
You shouldn't love me
You shouldn't care.
You shouldn't be near me
Because I am self destructive
And I will hurt you
In the process
Of hurting myself
I know I scare you
With all the things
I think badly about myself
But I didn't tell you to love me
But maybe
You can help me fix myself
Because I am a self destructive mess
And so are you
I guess that is why we work together
So perfectly

Why won't I stop
Clenching my fist?
The feelings I get
Make my stomach twist.

It can't be controlled,
I sit and reminisce
The times of serenity.
Why am I like this?

Screaming to no one,
Pursuing help and love.
No one hears my cries.
It's my mind I must get rid of.

Years of loneliness lie ahead.
Where has my clear mind gone?
My fits of rage take me over.
Repose- a blessed phenomenon.

My shoulders are heavy
I feel tired and heavily laden
My doorbell always ringing
Never a moment of rest

The weight of the world on my shoulders
All of the issues, problems and cares
Knocking my head against the wall
Violence and noise all around me

The troubles of the world burning me out
Fires all around me
Firefighting all day and night
My head up in smoke

When will I breathe clearly again?
When shall the problems cease?
When shall the smoke disappear?
When will the fires die out?

Who will carry my own weight?
Who will extinguish my own fires?
Who will dry out my own tears?
Who shall rescue me in my hour of need?