Frozen:
I know I should stop talking now -
I know I'll regret what I'll say.
My emotions are frozen,
And I feel nothing but cold.
Still, I know the heat I might summon
Will do more than warm my brittle bones;
It will burn you away,
And you'll be lost to the
Flame:
It burns within me unbidden.
Enraged, I try to contain it.
The conflagration begs for release -
If I let it, it would burn my whole life down,
Leaving me clean and pure.
It would just be such a large step,
A large and imprecise step,
To suddenly make ashes of a
Friend:
Someone who I favor and attend,
But who cannot or will not become Family.
I go great lengths for these,
Even beyond my short temper.
Just the same,
Longer evaluation sometimes shows
Risks inherent in these characters -
Fatal flaws or weights so I won't
Fly:
I must spread my wings and soar -
What else could they be for?
I conduct my world through sweet entropy,
Chaotic remnants all this life has meant to me.
The stars are stagelights to my ascent,
The Earth a canvas for my intent.
There will be largess for those left behind,
Frozen Flame Friend Fly, you're blind. |
Submission Name: Frozen Flame Friend Fly
