Embers

Darkness falls upon my skin Bright as a dimming ember. Fire rose up, trapping me in Dark as a bright shining star; But I no longer remember When blood and fire mixed and bended my being; Mended they never were, my cure they were seeing As I was shredded and torn Stained by the blood of a raging thorn. These scars have never disappeared so far. Enclosed, forsaken, that is to be--my destiny. Torturous fire and blood created me, Now never will be known my raptured passion, As one taught me in a treacherous session A horrible lesson, now I give to you What was once my due As the flames rise higher. For a question I no longer remember For once I was too late, and dire Answers disintegrate And fade like a dying ember.