A Barely Graceful Fall

° 4 ° Like Fire °

You let me go,
Watched me drip away
Like fire burning
Ice.

You told me lies
Just to keep me sane,
But instead it had the opposite
Affect,
So now look at
Me.

Storms aren't just
raging on
Outside,
There's debris
Inside.

So God, help me,
As I'm falling down, and can't
See.
The wind raging,
Your voice screaming,
Drowning me in
Pain.

You let me go,
Watched me drip away,
Like fire burning
Ice.

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Monday, June 6, 2016
75 words.