Pyrrhic Fuel

Burning alive. The pain of deception sears the deepest.

Stamp out this passion. Fury serves as a pyrrhic fuel.

More flame consuming all. Unrecognizable, this world is unrecognizable.

Rose-tinted shaders fall away as irises melt.

May the wind carry my ashes. May my ashes clot your lungs.

Choke to death as I choked on your name.

Burn to death as you  doused me in gasoline.

We weren’t a match.

But you struck the tinders and watched me ignited.

I don’t care as my world is set ablaze.

I will take you with me.

 

Author’s Words for Thought

“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” –C.G. Jung

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