This fire fills my heart with rage;
Such uncomfortable energy!
It’s lighting all the shadow
sides within me.
I watch the blaze as it Engulfs me;
My heart, raw with pain and deceit,
Settles into the fire with pleasure.
While she waits for the whys… and why nots
This anger is but more fuel
To sustain me while I heal
From the scissor cuts across my heart
Made by one who got in.
I sit in wonder… the innocence that
Draws me to my own nature
Is also that which is taken
By those who need too much
And I long for connection with those
Who could understand me
So I keep opening up
Only to close again
Such is the cycle of life
And loving is too great now
For me.. so will linger about
On the edge of things