Fire

[WarKirby]

Go; leave me alone in a corner with a stain upon my heart,
And spit once more into the furnace of my eyes,
Least they burn out your heart too.

The fire once began with a promise of love,
Quickly turned to hate and spite
How can pain be so much in something you have certainly destroyed?

Left alone to heal,
Sought me out to stab again at the scarred flesh
I screamed with my might to end it, but you twisted the knife
Twisted your words, to elude all meaning to me
I thought you left, and you hid,
In the recesses of my mind,
And sought me out
Twisted your knife; words into my heart
Straight and not curved, damages most
Everything I felt, I turned back onto to,
And watched as your fire burned into your soul,
And left you to die on the pavement.

[MetalMusicMan]

I must say I was a bit confused by this one, it has some good imagery but I felt like it jumped around a bit too much for me to fully understand everything that was being said.

[Yoggi]

this is possibly one of the most interesting ones of yours ive seen

[WarKirby]

this is possibly one of the most interesting ones of yours ive seen

interesting?

[Yoggi]

this is possibly one of the most interesting ones of yours ive seen

interesting?

morbidly fascinating