- F L A M E S -
i'm on fire, baby
burning with rage
fueled by the hate
of things we love
to claim.
i'm blinded by the flames
please, don't get in my way
and most of all,
don't ask me to stay.
YOU ARE READING
Letters never sent
PoetryWords I simply couldn't find the courage to say feelings tucked away never to see the light of day.
