I Write Poetry

Once a flame in my chest,
now the embers sit and smolder,
my heart a broken mess,
as my life grows bleak and colder,

seeking endless answers,
as I wander all alone,
my scar riddled flesh,
and my damp tear soaked bones,

searching for a star,
someone to ignite my spark,
to explore the chaos in the world,
and fend off the approaching dark,

help free me from this cage,
and i'll help you spread your wings,
break me from these chains,
and i'll help sever the puppets strings,

I use the past to numb the present,
i've forgotten how to feel,
too long inside this hell,
i'm unsure of what is real.


(a messy piece i pushed to get out, words are clotting and they don't come out the same)