Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Burn it

I can't just make things any better.

It all just goes to worse.

I wish I knew all the right things to say,

at least to you... I owe you so much.

But I screwed with life, and it felt so right.

And now you represent everything I once held dear.

All those great memories.

You set me on fire and I'll return the favor.

Not without feeling sorry about it, deeply.

I can't fix it it for you.

And I certainly can't fix it for me.

But you know you deserve this.

The fire?

I sure hope it burns lively.

I want to see it burst.

Just so I remember it and only it.


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