Burn

by ColourthyCrimson   Nov 18, 2008


Our relationships a journal
written pages in my head
thoughts and memories eternal
kept forever till I'm dead

But i wish that i could rid my heart
of everything I've kept
for i have been ripped apart
left alone in the depths

The only thing that remains
are fading pen and ink
leaving only red blood stains
for I am on the brink

Of taking all pages
burning every word
lighting every letter
with the fire that has yearned

Deep inside my mind
this journal is a blaze
i can finally say good-bye
to every single page.

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