He had to crawl out from the ashes
Of his own self destruction.
Do not tell him he is not
Strong.
He had to crawl out from the ashes
Of his own self destruction.
Do not tell him he is not
Strong.
I was reduced to ashes when
You found me.
Your passion
Lit a fire,
An eruption of desire.
I am no longer under my control.
Relit from the inside out
Internal
Flames burn now
Where there was once doubt.
They are hanging in the air that
Surrounds us.
Swirling and twirling
Tangled and mangled.
Falling into each other.
Bouncing off the walls.
Crashing through
The windows
The floors
Clamoring in our brains
In our hearts
Where they internally combust.
We leave a trail of heartprints
In the ash of their remains.
In the dust.
In their broken madness.
Those
Words
Left
Unspoken.