Prism Flames
by: Rob Paquin
There inside this useless prism
Trapped inside my own mind
I watch the flames burning bright
As the flames burn through the time
All the distant memories
And the memories so recent
All the good and bad I’ve been
And things so base or decent
I’ve lived an entire lifetime
Trying to be me
But me hasn’t been quite enough
For so many that I’ve seen
I know I ain’t that perfect
And I’ve always been a mess
But I’ve always tried a few times I’ve lied
But I feel I’ve done my best
But we could always ask the people
That see me differently
As they burn upon the bridges
Burning bright for all to see
I’ve been a hero to many
I’ve been a villain to lots of others
I’ve burned my world a dozen times
As if I had another
But here in the end I stand alone
Just like I knew I would
A demon among the devils
An angel that did no good
I always knew that in the end
I would walk away on my own terms
And when the end comes for me
My flesh won’t be consumed by worms.
I’ll have my flesh consumed by fire
I’ll meet the end as ash
And there will be nothing thing left of me
To be mourned after I pass.
Scattered shall I greet the winds
Scattered shall I be
Like every single thought I’ve had
Scattered as could be
Scattered across the flames that writhe
Just an ash within the wind
Scattered through the flames of time
Like an angel felled by sin.
~ The Snowdog
[media=https://youtu.be/pl1ndqR30xE]
There inside this useless prism
Trapped inside my own mind
I watch the flames burning bright
As the flames burn through the time
All the distant memories
And the memories so recent
All the good and bad I’ve been
And things so base or decent
I’ve lived an entire lifetime
Trying to be me
But me hasn’t been quite enough
For so many that I’ve seen
I know I ain’t that perfect
And I’ve always been a mess
But I’ve always tried a few times I’ve lied
But I feel I’ve done my best
But we could always ask the people
That see me differently
As they burn upon the bridges
Burning bright for all to see
I’ve been a hero to many
I’ve been a villain to lots of others
I’ve burned my world a dozen times
As if I had another
But here in the end I stand alone
Just like I knew I would
A demon among the devils
An angel that did no good
I always knew that in the end
I would walk away on my own terms
And when the end comes for me
My flesh won’t be consumed by worms.
I’ll have my flesh consumed by fire
I’ll meet the end as ash
And there will be nothing thing left of me
To be mourned after I pass.
Scattered shall I greet the winds
Scattered shall I be
Like every single thought I’ve had
Scattered as could be
Scattered across the flames that writhe
Just an ash within the wind
Scattered through the flames of time
Like an angel felled by sin.
~ The Snowdog
[media=https://youtu.be/pl1ndqR30xE]




