Smoke And Soot

Izzi Lynn

Once we were a blazing fire
A fire, burning bright
And everyone knows
That when a fire burns out
All that's left is smoke and soot

Well I'm the soot
I'm the burned out ashes of our fire
And I'm the smoke
I'm the clouded air rising above us
Suffocating you so easily

Come on does that scare you now?
Look, I'm sorry
Can't say that I'm scared
You know I'll never admit what I did
Come on, does it scare you now?
That someday, you'll be too high?
Does it scare you that I'll never be with you again?
Soon enough you'll be too high to light a new fire
Well, you're nothing without me
Does it scare you
That someday, someday
You be all alone, and you'll be saying, "I have no one anymore."
But you have no one anyway

Didn't you realize you were burning bridges as you passed?
Didn't care, didn't care, bridges aren't any use once you've crossed 'em 
Didn't you realize that you were going to lose me?
Didn't care, didn't care, you were just my pawn
Didn't you realize you were dousing our fire?
Didn't care, didn't care, I have more sparks I can light

Guess what.
I don't care either.
I know, I know
Someday, you'll be too high
Someday you'll have no one
You have no one anyway

 

  • Author: Izzi Lynn (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 2nd, 2016 19:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is actually a duet I wrote between me and my muse. She's never heard it, but I actually had someone else who helped me record it. The beginning in black is the both of us, while I'm the red and she's the grey. I use a lot of metaphors and simalies in my poetry, and they all have surprising symbolism. Fire is cleansing, fire is strong, powerful, it's bright, it's beautiful and dangerous, fire needs fuel to keep on going, and when fire is all burned out, it leaves dead ashes and smoke behind. That's why we were fire. We were bright, we were beautiful, but we were also doomed to burn out.
  • Category: Friendship
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