My deepest sorrows burn me to the core,
My regrets burn
My dissatisfaction in my life burn
She started a blaze that refuses to settle. There's times where it may slow long enough to breath comfortably but the tiniest of breezes will set it off.
A 5 alarm fire roaring through my soul. Hellish heat sizzling my heart until it eventually melts my spirit.
She's a master of the flames. An arsonist and I am her playground. Spark the flicker and enjoy the blaze. Babe this is your art but it's my muse.
JE LEEST
The Journal Of The Nameless And Faceless
Non-fictieThis is my journal, a slightly egotistical, self centered, loving, faceless and nameless guy.
