
A free verse poem depicting the pain and swift demise of a bitter heart.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 245 - Published: 07-31-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2938539
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Anger sparks within,
Fed and fanned, festering in my soul.
Smoldering, flaring into hate.
This raging, roiling fire swallows me.
I am screaming as I die,
I cannot stop it,
I cannot let go.
All around me, my anger burns me down;
Flames reaching out from within my own heart.
I cannot stop it, cannot put it out.
My hate is too strong, I can't let it go.
I scream out for help, but no one will help me;
Not one dares to come near me.
I spit fire in the eyes of those I once loved,
Blaming everyone else
For everything I've felt.
I'm screaming in pain,
I refuse to believe
This blaze that is burning me
Is living inside me.
I am burning to the ground,
Writhing in dirt.
My eyes have gone blind in the blistering smog,
I claw dumbly for nothing at all.
My tongue is burned dry,
It no longer forms words.
All reason has deserted me; only pain fills the void.
My hate clogs my heart, my mind, determined to suffocate me.
Each frantic gasp fills my lungs with flame.
Alone in my inferno, I am one with the dust,
And forgotten.
My desperate shrieks tear up out of my throat,
As my hollow self is consumed.
Fallen and nothing, I let it all just burn away.
Blistering, burning, my soul withers into emptiness,
Settling to the bottom of these hollow remains,
A heap of ashes.
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