Best Poems Written by Samantha Hirsch

Inferno

My fingers are vibrant flames
that shoot sincerity one second, hate the next
and ignite with every caress.
You are warm until the heat begins
to eat at the skin and devour your spirit,
while you try to find a way to reach out to me.
But none are immune to my scarlet touch,
you throw water that vaporizes around me
and yet you keep stroking, then I keep burning.
But the nips heal, leaving scars that fade
and every time you anguish harder and smile less
until one day the crimson digs too deep.
And chars your golden souls burnt,
so you leave with your scalded heart
incurable.
   I want to suffocate my flames, or drench them dead,
to see you again without facing how much
I destroyed you inside and out.
This pain is brighter that just my fire,
than my touch melting off your hope
layer by layer, turning to blue sparks and glowing coals.
It is always there, hiding behind the shadows of chars and scars,
a mess of vehemence smashed together
that rips me apart from within.
When it comes out, in searing agony and torment,
it grabs the reigns of my brain and
it yells and screams a wailing cry.
It crams into words into my head till
no other anxiety can fit, animosity that breaks
through the blindfold that covers my heart from seeing your burns.
It opens me up to the carnage I leave in my path
and the stabs of hate are thrusted into me,
in hopes to douse the arson it doesn't want me to inflict.
But it is too late and you are just a wisp of smoke,
slowly becoming whole again, and me stuck between
watching you burn with me and wanting you to be unscathed.

Copyright © Samantha Hirsch | Year Posted 2016