Burning bright under the midnight Sky,
Stars crossed, a blackened sky Ahead.
Fireworks melting the existance of
The being that i were,
Fragile and weak,
Begging on knees for the tables
To be set even.
Flames of the evil eye,
Blast me away into another place.
Nothing is the same, only my face.
The make up of my soul,
A question that will be answered in Time.
This life unpridictable, flames Flashing
Ruining me.
