Blazing Fires and Cold Ashes

Practice at two-line AA-BB Rhyme

In a fit of anger I tore Him apart

Sundering our ties, breaking my heart

Blazing fear gnawed at me,

as it crept upon me, uncertainty

I fear it so, though I should not

But the gleaming anger is searing hot

The fire dies, in comes despair

Had I known, I would not dare

If I could go back and change it I would

but even that would not change where I stood

Among the cold ashes, burning ground

A love that was lost, and never again found-