Flames

Those days I lived like I was on fire.

Burning for your passion

For me

For me to feel alive

Because we only truly feel alive

right before we die

So is this it?

Am I going to die?

is this what I have lived for?

To just die.

I feel the flames lick my skin

But it does not hurt

They are part of me

they make me stronger when I feel weak.

Sometimes though

They hold me back,

like you did.

Because one day we weren’t an us anymore

It was you

and I

separated by what felt like years

formed from lies and pain.

And that is when my flames grew.

They formed a barrier from

you

and your shit.

 

From all the things you would say to me

to make me feel like

nothing.

 

But now my flames burn because

of the rage I have towards you

And they are there everyday burning brighter

to show you that

I can not be put out

by anyone.

Especially not by you.

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downpour

A walk with my camera

The threatening typhoon has finally fizzled out.  Is there a need to be thankful for after all we’ve been through?

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The rain used to be delightful.  Now it brings a feeling of heaviness.

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The soft patters now sound like crashing bedlam.  Everything is all coming down at once.

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Hope.  That’s all that’s left of the tired and weary spirit that has been tried too many times for far too long.

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Tomorrow can always be better than today.  There are so many things to be thankful for, just look at the bigger picture.

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