I'd break you like you broke me if I could.
If I could light a match and burn you I would.
But truth be told:
I played with the fire,
And I got burned.
I watched as the hair follicles singed off my body.
I stood back like an ass and watched you bathe in glory.
I allowed my soul to be corrupted,
I saw you engulf in flames,
And before I knew it, everything had erupted.
Like volcanoes.
The hot lava be your disgusting ways;
Trickled down and infected my very conscience.
Molested my soul,
And pushed me into a place so cold.
You burnt me to a crisp,
And attempted to take away my joy of living.
I'm alive, and I can't wait to leave you in the cold.
Shivering.
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REMEDIES 2: FURY
PoetryIn this sequel to remedies, after the personal endeavors encountered by the main character, we tag along for his next obstacle. This 10 foot wall that he has to hop over, just so happens to be another battle within himself. The twist however, is th...
