Saturday, March 19, 2016


There are no angels
There are no men to hide behind
No one to build a castle
For your heart to beat behind
A solid rock wall
You’ve done enough on your own
Some people see their lives as a fire
As a flickering flame
to light and burn
But I’m not ready to be ashes yet
Could I share this life
More fires throughout the forest
More lives like dominoes falling
But I’m not ready to be ashes yet
My past is nothing more than
A nightmare now
Scars no longer feel pain
But memories come back
When I close my eyes
And weep

I weep too hard for there to be fire

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