Anonymous
High School Student
February 2023
What if I wasn’t the crazy one,
It’s just that while I was sleeping
They covered me in gasoline
And as I awoke they stood there
With torches in their hands
And as I flowered into a crimson flame
It died as soon as it started
But the scars were engraved in me.
They burned me until
The wind took me in an ashy swirl
Flowing with others who burned and died
Just as greatly
But when I come back
I cannot last long through their flame
Like they did before
My heart turns to ash
Followed by my brain
And the blisters from before
Make themselves visible.
But when I’m with him
A fire burns in my heart
A fire much greater than the one
Burning and blistering my skin
However this fire doesn’t create ash
It lights up the world, it cooks my food
It keeps me alive
And with it ignites a sense of hope
A hope so great it can extinguish
All shades of hell thrown at me
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