Burn
Kick me out to save my soul,watch me burn as I hit my low
My souls on fire and your the fuel
I feel like I'm caged with nothing to lose
You put me here to save me somehow
The walls are caving in on me, desperately scratching and gasping for air
I still feel you burning inside of me
Look over at me, what is it you see
I'm in the corner waiting for you, my fire is in need of your fuel
By kicking me out you locked me in, this cage will not be my end
The key to my freedom is not with you, but the key to my burning soul is your fuel
Come closer to my cage and light the match that will set me free
Blue skies and burning embers, this is the end for me
You made a cage to save me, but your fuel was my only need
Specks of dust is all that's left
your fuel is gone and so is the rest
Copyright © Barb Wiste | Year Posted 2014
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