A boy
(Forgotten in the fire)
My flower-wise passion drives
You away to graves of my people
That I loved and I yearn for
They whisper secrets to me
That collapse my person
And I am encircled
By funeral processions
And long goodbyes
And yet, your words
Are like daggers without aim
They know not the way
They cannot
Only I know that
You spoke of pain
O’ that song!
That I could wrestle with my demons’
And come unscathed
But you, dearie
Can never cause me more
Than has already been done
Long ago
Buried beneath
And you, you’re special
But you see me
As I could never see myself
You think of me in such great light
My past will never let me
But I understand
I was never meant for happiness
My pain fuels my art
And that is my lot
I disgraced myself
And broke my promise
My mask needs me once again
The ghosts call me
To play those nightmarish games
You never seen the real me
Im scared as shit
But if you have lighted on this
You are a bit closer
And I am closer
To be lost in the fire
A boy forgotten in the fire
(2012)
