Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Frozen Fire

One offers fire, and being burnt
The other is cold, so cold it hurts
Being cremated for the offense of getting near
Or being frozen, with frozen tears
The options are opposite
Without hope both are impossible
I am tired of the extremes
And have no defenses against these schemes
Let me go
Let me fly
Let me go away
And when I'm done
Say goodbye