Please enjoy this talented writer’s work because I have it’s written with so much beauty and you can visualize the emotions with this piece 🙂
Fire we dread called fear and failure.
Physical torment is nothing compared to feeling negligible.
Honey the keys are in our hands.
Oh yeah it burns my skull fierce finding the keys to the kingdom are in my hands even now.
The only murderer in the room is in me I’ve found.
Bastard loves to forcefully tear his own salvation down.
Oil on every finger unable to get a grip.
Stretch these hands past my eyes.
Reach past my faults because it’s been too long under water,
Too long under with my own hands holding dreams down.
Oh I swear I cried writing my epiphany to you.
See my letters illuminate as I become anew.
Humorous chances but I made a mistake.
Unwilling to admit my destiny hidden between my shoulders.
Fire is not the only way to burn.
Excuses roast tenderised flesh from brittle bones.
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