Fuel & Fire


There were times when I would burn like a fire
And she would smother me

Because it is a strange place
Where people want nothing and everything at the same time

“I’m floating high above blue mountains
Breathing love” she said

And I wanted to tell her
It’s okay, I know how you feel
I’m with you in this

But I didn’t want her to hear me say it
Or anything else that burns

Some cruel logic in me said
This fire should be its own fuel

Because if it burns itself up

If it burns itself up
Then the lie will be exposed

What’s the difference
Between us?

July 14, 2015


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