As the blazing, Orange fire spewed from my aching heart,
The embers from the darkened skies rained down upon me,
I am suffocating as the bittersweet flames greedily inhale the rest of the air,
This all started from a little match,
One that you willingly lit
And casually tossed,
Leaving me stranded and unable to escape,
The wrath of the flares burn my flesh,
Drowning me in a sea of flames,
Consuming who I really am.
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Thank you all for the patient wait! To be honest I wasn't sure if I should post this or not...
Anywho, I wanted to ask a quick question.
How old are you all?
I just want to know more about my readers and the age group I am writing to. I have been wanting to know for quite some time.
{You don't have to answer of course}.
YOU ARE READING
Life in Color
Poésie"The colors of knowledge splash onto the blank canvas of my mind," -ddiaz80 These poems are based on most colors of the color spectrum and will be laced with my emotions. Enjoy :) {Criticism would be very much appreciated}. I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK...
