Crackling
Quietly
Ashes
Scattered everywhere
Warm
Starting from the heart
And spreading out
In every direction
If my fire is here
To keep me warm
Why do I still feel cold
I must go closer
Must be warm
Must be hot
Closer and closer
So hot it hurts
Too cold inside
I must go closer
But fire burns
And when you get too close
All you feel is pain
YOU ARE READING
My Muse
PoetryKind of poems, kind of just words from my mind. I don't really care if this gets reads or not I'm just kind of at a writers block but I still feel like doing something. I hope you enjoy my mess. ~for my muse~
