Please excuse my lack of uploading and instead accept this poem ^.^
Crashing waves
I am a slave in my own world
Passion has learnt to live without me following
Direction has consumed the once thoughtful atmopshere
A suffocation
Murmurs under soft lips
Just a warm utter of words
To me nonetheless
Burn Burn Burn
One rest one slumber
Don't disturb me I'm often paranoid
Leaking memories
Becoming a flood of danger to my mind
It can never be kind
Burn Burn Burn
My last words are often unheard
I am ashes after a fiery war
Played by fire for
An instant of warmth
