Burning

Ajax (he/xe)

There is fire in my veins.

It begs and pleads-

Screaming to be free.

It'll eat up all my oxygen,

Burn me inside and out

Until nothing remains.

 

I know i can't stop the inevitable.

But i can suppress it. 

I can control it. 

I can keep it from consuming my entirety 

As long as I give in every so often,

The damage won't be irreparable.

 

 I need to let it breathe

Let it out.

Watch the flame flicker

Always growing bigger. 

It's not enough, never enough

The flames have started burning my sleeves.

 

I've grown addicted to the flame,

The way it licks at my skin

And leaves burn marks in its wake

They're trophies. 

Proof of every time

I refused to let the fire win the game.

  • Author: Ajax (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 22nd, 2025 03:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: It feels like somethings missing and I can't figure out what im not super happy with this ons
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 12
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem shows an ambivalence toward the fire with it giving a sense of life but also the burning and putting it out so as not to be consumed. It is that tension the continues to the end of the poem. Well done



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