Create, Eliminate, Suffocate

Your anger is a death sentence
It sends shivers up my spine and despair through my heart
I didn't mean to create such hate, didn't want to ignite the flame
Every time a spark lingers near my fingertips,
I can't help but provoke the blaze

A thousand 'I'm sorry's, but the fire will rise with each apology
So tempting, regret and shame billow in the ascending smoke
The ashes are so silent, and rainclouds start to weep
Quenching the flares I set alight, but the quiet is still suffocating

I miss the sun, I long for its warmth on my frozen skin
Yes, the fire may be gone,
But where are you to take its place?

Reviews

[Broken.]

As is everything you write dear this is extrodinary. (Did I spell that right? I got to get firefox xD)

"I miss the sun, I long for its warmth on my frozen skin"

I do so wonder what this is referring too, although I think I may already know, the suspense leaves much for the imagination, whether it is to be good or bad. (:

[Nicole]

Jessica, this poem is amazing. xD
Even though the three people basically said what I was going to say..I dun care. xD
I'm gonna say it again.
The flow of this poem was amazing, and how the transition went from a passion to a plea.
Fan-effin'-tastic. xD

[Diego]

Well done! The poem flows in such a way that it starts to "heat up" and then "cool down" suddenly in the last stanza. I don't know if that was intentional but it adds to the strength of the poem.

[Seeker]

I love your use of metaphors. This poem sent chills down my spine. Eloquently written and substantial. The last line is definitely the final piece that holds it together, amplifying its meaning. Loved it. Great work!

[NotYourChinaDoll]

This poem is well written. I see in it the dependance some have on abusive figures. I love your phrase "ashes are so silent". Also you last question really brings it home. Dependance on a bad thing. At least, thats what I see.