I burn. Im engulfed by the pain. Enriched by this overflow of emotion. I am no longer me. I am nothing I set out to be. I wonder when will I ever accomplish anything I set out to do. I look at me and wonder. Who? Who is this person you become. No more then I can bear but I buckle from fear.
I burn. I long to quench the thirst of my soul deprive this demon of life. If it means I have to die. I will. I will destroy my flesh and set me free. I want, I need, I long to be me. No longer thru the serpents eyes do I want to see.. Cause he craves blood. And I cry for love.
I burn. I expect my final day on earth to be and epiphany. But this final level of understand was not for me. It was for the man that longs to be free. He will finally see that he burns.
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