The Fire

sticks and limbs gathered together

placed out of the place

but then formed the fire

sparks

started

false fires

lies blow the flames,

the fire grew

burning the surrounding grounds

dirt thrown in layers to extinguish before disaster

the smoldering ashes remained, BUT STILL

heat

stoking it more

ever more will it grow

the fire rekindles

rekindling the fire that should’ve never remained

but too short a time it ceases yet again

never to be sparked again!

buried,

beneath,

the fire is dead

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Crisp Cold Air

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Night time falls
Here comes out
The crisp cold air
Surrounding all breathing beings
All life
Cold dirt
Grass as cold as ice cycles
They fall to the earth
The fire pit
Warmth in the core
Shift it around
And the flames grow more
Crisp cold air
Cutting through each flame
Breaking it to fibrous flames
Popping and snapping
Logs in the fire pit
Burn
Burn
Burn
Continue to provide warmth
Skin warm on the surface
Cold in the core
Crisp cold air
Cuts through flesh to the bones
Shivers
Steam from the breath
Layers of clothing
Body heat escapes still
Crisp cold air
By osmosis makes contact
Burn fire
Grow fire
Warm fire
Fight fire
Fight the air
The crisp cold air
Fight until i feel my skin again
Crisp cold air
Steals my sense of touch
Its a thief and needs to be stopped
Moving
shifting
My joints do ache
Its the crisp cold air
No mistake
Fire pit burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Dont stop until the sun comes up and earth is warm again.

Our Love (Part 2)

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So you say you love me?
Wow…

I couldn’t have heard a more powerful sentence
That sentence can make a dead man smile
That sentence can make the sun reach Hell’s darkest corner
That sentence can move mountains
And that sentence can soften the hearts of those that have been hardened
But
That sentence can also ruin lives
That sentence can cause a rainy day
That sentence can cause two people their worst nightmare
Romeo and Juliet for instance
Love was a tragedy for them, for they could never be…
Love.
That word.
So powerful,
Changing lives everyday.
For the better?
Most of the time, yes
But sometimes
That is not the case.

Doubts

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Swarming in my head.
Blood curdling
Screams of the dead
And also the living
A cemetery of souls
The lost and the found
Alluring my attention
My will is the prevention
Of death.
Of falling eternally in a bottomless pit.
Who I am with
Is none other than the devil.
My skin is wrinkled,
Grey, and shrivelled.
Demons oppress me.
They tell me I am forever lost
No way to heaven
When I am bound by the chains of the devil himself.
He has bound me
Not by chains of metal,
But chains of my worst memories
All the tragedies I’ve encountered
All the decisions I made
They scream at me I will never be good enough
I can’t be saved
And will be forsaken
I will be like Satan
Damned to hell sempiternal
Damned to a place infernal
Damned to darkness so thick I can touch it
Damned to solitude, so alone its unimaginable
No one to scream to when I’m burning alive
No one around
Just me, myself, and the fire
Damned to gnashing of teeth
Damned to nightmares
Creatures to horrify me forever and ever
All my worst God forsaken dreams come to life and terrify me.
They will kill me
Over and over again
But I will never die
Only endure the torment
Swarming in my head
Doubts arouse my brain
Blood dripping from my pores
As I stress to the point of insanity
Hell will last forever
Not like the kind of hell I feel on earth
Is it worth it
To bite the bullet
And slit my throat now?
Do I want to die now?
Am I already dead now?
What is hell like?
What if it isn’t real?
Is burning alive in black fire,
The hottest fire possible
Worth these doubts?
Should I just settle it now?
What do I have to lose?
It wouldn’t hurt to believe it
Except it
And never feel the flames.
Ignoring my doubts will be the worst thing…
If hell is real…
Is it?
Is heaven real?
What is heaven like?
Is God real?
Will he save me,
After my life of unforgettable,
Unforgivable sins?
Only one way to find out…
Give my life to him.
But what about my pleasures
My favorite things to do
Yes, I live a wretched life
But I love it
I would hate to lose it…
But what I would gain, if its real, is so much more
After all my life is but a vapor
I won’t lose much
But if eternity is real
Then I would lose my golden ticket to heaven
And I would find the free ticket to hell.
Doubts are like nightmares
Because i don’t know the answer
Its like a coin…
50/50 chance of winning or losing.
Doubts.
Swarming in my head.
Blood curdling
Screams of the dead
And also the living
A cemetery of souls
The lost and the found
Alluring my attention
My will is the prevention
Of death.

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