FlamesA Poem by Anayai'm on fire, you don't like it, but you don't fully put me out. i shall silence my burns for you.Through the flames, you can’t see me. For the fire is too strong, and my wounds too deep. I lay on the ground, And let the orange, slightly blue, warming figures creep. As it wraps around my skin, I feel less pain and more relief. I’m burning right in front of you, yet you think i’m at peace. You ignore my pain, you look away while I get consumed by places. Does it make you feel better to think i'm okay? See the blood pouring out my eyes, While the heat deteriorates my brain. When it cuts, it cuts deep, aiming straight for my veins. My pain makes you sad, So you asked me to go away. So the only way I can stay around, Is by carving a smile on my face. © 2021 AnayaAuthor's Note
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