the flames

the flames of my past,

they ignite at my heart

burning every last bit of hope in me

to ashes.

they spread like a wildfire,

filling my lungs with smoke,

burning every last bit of voice in me

to ashes.

the flames of my past,

they journey to my mind,

burning every last bit of sanity in me

to ashes.

they spread like a wildfire,

embracing me with cold arms,

burning every last bit of me

to ashes.

at least the flames can't burn me anymore.