The flowers bloom a day late, the sun sets too early.
There is no beauty shining through.
The spark never started a fire
So it’s time to search for new company-
I’m giving up on reason.
I’m running so fast, with no time to look back.
It’s so hard to breath, and I cannot see you anymore.
I’m feeling empty.
I’m loosing hope.
Yet as I drift farther away, I smile,
Realizing that anywhere I go,
I take you with me.
Stop and breathe.
Is it possible that you’re on fire? |
Submission Name: Fire
