~Poems~

Burning Child

Thinking back, I'm disappointed

When I was younger, I was a wild child

I was on fire and they tried to put me out

I never stopped being on flames

You could see fire running in my eyes, knowing that I was on fire

Passion was running in my blood

But even though I was never put out, I was made into a smaller light

I was an inferno who'd turned into a small campfire

I'm disappointed for all the times I bit my tongue, ignored and begged no one to say anything

For all those times I let my flames become a candle, so someone wouldn't get hurt

As the years has passed by, I wished I screamed more

I wish I revolted more, told more, walked away more and pointed out all those things that made me shatter

I wish I let myself become an inferno, let them burn if they want to put me out

I wish I could rise more, uncover my eyes and ears

I was made of passion and intensity

Now they're all surprised when I'm slowly burning up again

Too scared to face the flames I carry

Too scared to see me become powerful

Too scared to not contain me

You teared me down, shattered me and tried put me out

Watch me burn, once again