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Fire from the Inside

I thought fire had died out. As I was constantly in the realm of doubt The fire was burning with the small embers of Hope Little did I know of my heart’s scope I saw your face and it gave me a glimmer of desire Still after being with, you all I saw was my fire I saw my fire being drowned with your water Being of the ground I can feel the warmth, coldness, dryness, and wetness of your lips I am an empath as I can read your mind I saw inside of you I am the earth You cannot be part of me as your water drowns my passions My tears were stained in blood I saw your meaning and reasoning for wanting me It was not in the mindset of pure love. It was of lust and the fulfillment of your broken mind and heart A Specter from your macabre mind has haunted you to place me as a runner up Their ghost whether it they be real or a fragment from your poisoned brain They are the one that had your mind and heart Can you see that what you wanted was lost 17 years ago I was becoming whole again when we reconnected Well after I saw your intent and looked into your soul I become rebroken I will not choose the water as my partner for the bed I am the earth, and I need to have the fire drive me to the one I am meant to love The fire is small As I sit and do my work, as I stand and do my other work, as I sleep I am alone You were not beside me during these times You only wanted to have fun, eat, and go to places together That is ok; however, I need more than that I need the person that is going to be there when I am needing of those small passions of partnership My wounds from a friend that came from two hours away were faithful as they comforted me. They made me realize that our brokenness was what would make us be lifelong friends Friends that are there to support one another; however, the friendship will only be that We have different lives; however, we will be lifelong friends. The kisses you gave felt warm Well, the warmth was of your desire of lust and not of true love Lust can mask itself as love, until the receiver awakens to the truth My kisses were of pure love Your kisses were of deceit Allah guide me to the truth and have my enemies sit at the table you have prepared before me (Psalm 23 influenced ) I never believed that I would be betrayed by a person I regarded as more than a friend I will not be a rebound for anyone If I even go with you then my fire will be dead. I cannot correct the mistake you made 17 years ago.

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