Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The Ring of Fire

Broken, dark and cold
Too much have been said and too many things to control.
Release her I say- 'Unaware, she was immersed'
She did whatever was told.

Twisting through the black clouds,
Horns on top et all
Here he comes, now he speaks aloud.
Release her you say? 'She knew her flaws'

Too late He said, as the fire burnt deep
Deep through her veins, and mercilessly within.
'Choose your fate, choose your death, choose the way you want to repent.'
Wide eyed I fall as she falls with me.
Never made it out but She is still with me.


3 comments:

  1. This is beautiful! I love your poetry. :)

    I hope all is well with you. <3

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