I’ve built several lives brick by brick
Spent many hours feeding a self destructive tick.
There is an ever lit fire within
lying dormant, waiting to burn and
I LOVE THE HEAT.
For chaos it craves, obliteration it brings.
When time is perfectly wrong and stars misaligned
This force, it compels and I nearly go blind.
But I choose to see, fully aware that tomorrow the despair awaits me.
That is no concern, for tonight I truly have no cares.
My ears crave the loudest bangs.
My hands miss being battered.
My eyes fill with tears and the glass, it must be shattered.
Tonight I dance in the fire and sing my screams
Brick by brick I tear it all down, ripped seam from seam.
The sun rises and reason sets back in
my house in shambles
Ive done it again.
This is a story still being written, I do not know how it will end. There is no fire left but the embers, they still burn within.
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Author:
Caveman (
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