Firey Agony Silently
Please excuse my putrid frame
Clutching my face as I collapse
My eyes glaring red into my grasp
Silent violence
Ever bleeding in a garden
Like a burning violet
Within myself I am hiding
But nothing seems real
It's all so surreal
Fire in flower fields
That's just the way It feels
It dies as soon as it flies
So hold me as the images creep back into my eyes
I've burned up my beauty
Turned my dreams to ash
Gone is everything I once had
In the flames I dance
Grasping for the embers of my past
I'm a mosaic made of shattered glass
And still you trust the fool in the flames
Flailing failing burning bleeding crying smiling
Dancing with knives in his eyes
And bloody fists full of butterflies
And for that I have thanks
Ill grin and bear it till my teeth break
Copyright © Sandy Axe | Year Posted 2022
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