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Insanity

Insanity

November 27th, 2021

They categorize insanity as doing the same thing over, and over again,

Only to expect a different Result...

But your flames, they were so beautiful,

Laced with lies and sweet, sweet fiction,

I watched as they licked the glass,

Leaving black soot in their wake,

It was beautiful,

As it consumed the fuel in it's path.

I never was a quick learner,

And this lesson was the hardest to learn,

You look so warm,

Inviting,

So, So, Inviting...

With Shaky hands I reached for you.

A Warm, safe space,

The burned engulfed me, within a moment,

They riddled my flesh in burns, and scars,

They always cauterized,

You always apologized...

People Swore to me, "He would never."

I would say, "This time is different."

The fire was just so beautiful,

So inviting,

Until it swallows everything in it's path,

But god help you, if you didn't appreciate the pain,

And admire the flames as they swallowed you whole,

Because then, you are no longer a victim...

You're the fire Starter.

"You can't blame a fire for what it does, you blame the person who started it."

My body riddled in ash and markings,

But I'd always see the warm amber glow,

And I couldn't help it,

This time will be different,

Right?

I'd reach for your warm Ember glow,

Your soft Amber hue,

"I love you so much." You'd cox,

"This time will be different." He'd promise.

He'd swear.

The insanity was maddening,

I was insane for you,

Hopelessly, and horrifically infatuated,

I believed in your warmth,

I believed in your Amber glow,

But would soon forget, about the Burn that would soon follow...