Fire

Broken dreams turn into fantasies

and broken hearts turn into broken glass

fire becomes a hobby

death becomes an everyday thing

gasoline on my heart

and a lighter in my hand

light it up and watch my heart burn

and feel the pain from the inside out

pain is in my blood stream

and fire in my soul

body as cold as ice

my pulse is beatless

my lungs are airless 

and pain replaces my blood

but on the outside...

my blood is fire