A burning desire
Consuming me like smoke,
Then scorching my entire being like a hearth.
Was he a pyromaniac
or just careless with my heart?
Surrendering to the sparks has left all of who I am
irretrievably charred.
My scars are evident and profound.
I’m damaged and unpretty.
My naiveté fostered every flame.
Trying to forget only empowers the pain.
Memories motivate tears that fall like ashes
from a post-apocalyptic sky.
My ignorance and desperation have been exposed
for the entire world to see and deride.
I sort through the rubble,
wishing that I had been burnt completely to the ground.
