Frayed at the Edges

It starts as a spark, a flicker of light
A flame that burns bright, so warm and so right
But soon it grows, and it’s hard to contain
A wildfire raging, with no end to its pain

It’s a force that consumes, a hunger that feeds
A monster inside, that wants all it needs
It devours all, leaving nothing but ash
A barren wasteland, of love turned to trash

The flames lick at my skin, scorching my soul
And I can’t escape, I’m trapped in this hole
It’s a slow death, a painful decay
A self-destruction, that won’t go away

But still I feed the flames, stoking the fire
Hoping against hope, that it won’t expire
For love is a drug, a powerful thing
And I’m addicted, to the pain it brings

So I watch it burn, this love I once knew
And I can’t help but wonder, if it’s all true
If love is just an illusion, a beautiful lie
A self-destruction, that we can’t deny.

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