You can't have smoke without fire
The memories that are long forgotten
The become smoke and ash
Yet I don't know who's the firestarter
The one who turned those memories into
This viscous ashen haze
You can't have smoke without fire
I want to meet The firestarter simply
Just to thank them for destroying
What other possible horrors we went through
Yet I want to know what those horrors are
To have the answers I so desperately seek
From a past that is ash is it possible to meet
The one who's causing the fire or
Are they as elusive as the answers I want
You can't have smoke without fire
I can only theorize what else took place
In that fucking hell house what else
What fucking else did we suffer to survive
The hell constantly around us
Once you become numb to hell your
Survival instincts they thrive just to
Keep you from experiencing as little as possible
You can't have smoke without fire
Is the firestarter just a figment of my
Broken fractured traumatized brain
Or are they one of us who just see no point
In joining us in the main room
Do they see that their only purpose is
To burn the horrible memories
As a way to keep the rest of us safe
From the horrors that we run from
You can't have smoke without fire
The firestarter is something but what
They have to be a part of us yet I'm clueless
To what they do what's their role in
This fucking broken brain
It's clear they exist to prevent horrors
From escaping the viscous ashen haze
But is that their only role
You can't have smoke without fire
Could they have another one
Or are they solely meant to burn
The horrors I don't know
What I do know is that someone is burning
Memories they deem unsafe which is good
But it's also bad I rather know more of my
Horror filled past to know what to look for
You can't have smoke without fire
There's so little that I remember from the past
Yet what I can remember are times long
Forgotten and abandoned I'm not the same
Kid I was in the past I'm an emotionless person
Cold as the arctic breeze
Dead as a damn corpse
Just a ghost meandering through life
Always wondering who'll stab me next
You can't have smoke without fire
YOU ARE READING
words from a broken soul
PoetryI don't own the two songs I've posted on the two newest poems but give them a listen if you like. just a collection of free verse/rondel poems(short stories to lengthy ones I guess) I've written over the course of ten months so far some won't be upl...
