Friday, November 27, 2009

your Fire




Dazed and confused.
Restless. Emotionless.
My mind empty—like a hollow black hole.
Flashbacks of your face flicker in my mind—a painful past.
Strange thoughts and unwelcome fantasies permeate my brain—teasing my heart
And fueling false hope—the same false hope that you etched into my mind three months ago.
Elation escapes me.
My mind is frightened because reality has yet to enshrine me and I’m deathly afraid of its contents.
Do you always cloud the judgments of your prey?
This feeling of helplessness is knifing my soul.
I beg that you fix the fire you started.

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