Fragments

⤞agonising fire

My thoughts
overwhelm me
with nebulous intent,
and I can't find
redemption,
this pain won't relent,
and I'm consumed
by the agony
of the things that went before,
yet I cannot discard them—

these notions I deplore—

so I'll toss out all hopes,
and feed them to the pyre,
for I know that it's kismet,
to be consumed by
the agonising fire

(of discontent)