I broke up with my boyfriend, watched N2N about three times (instead of studying…whatever…) and now, this. All I can say about it. Just a one-shot poem, don't worry. :) Thanks and enjoy.
Fire.
Fire – I felt it.
I felt it there.
Here…
I am here.
He's not here!
HE'S NOT HERE!
All I want is to scream it.
And…
For someone –
Anyone
To hear it.
Fire.
It was fire.
It is fire.
It burns
It burns…
It BURNS!
God, why does no one see –
What they're doing to me?
I get down on my knees and pray, God –
Please, send me some hope.
Please just hear this prayer.
And if a fire-extinguisher is out of the question…
Is some water a fair trade-off?
Water.
Calm.
Peace…
Peace.
I've never felt peace.
There's always something.
Always there.
Never here, always there.
He's always there…
She's not there.
Sometimes
I don't sleep.
I lie awake
At night.
I lie awake
And feel the fire
Burning.
Burning, buring, buring…
Burning me.
Burning in me –
Burning me to shreds.
But…
Isn't he dead?
Didn't he die?
Didn't he?
Didn't he?
Then…why…
Why can't
He just
Be dead?
But, oh,
No –
He's alive, he's alive
He is so
Alive!
Aren't I alive?
Aren't I alive, too?
Doesn't anyone care?
Doesn't anyone see?
God, why can't they see?
Please, God,
Make them see!
Can't they see that I'm burning?
That he
Is burning me?
Because that's what he's doing!
He's watching me burn,
Rejoicing in the flames,
Laughing at the ember,
Dancing on the ashes!
He is alive
With gleefulness!
His so gleeful –
Gleeful at my burning.
Smiling as I lie here
Dying.
I hate him.
I hate him!
I can barley say his name…
Gabe.
He…makes…me…
Powerless.
And,
Because of him…
I am powerless.
They don't see me.
They don't hear me.
I'm not there.
I never have been.
There's no point –
There's point,
I fear.
No –
I know…
There was never
Any point.
I was never
Alive.
…
No.
It…it's not possible.
But…but…
It is, somehow!
He…he sees me!
Really, he does!
This boy, this boy at school…
Henry, I think his name was.
Henry.
Henry,
He can play.
Jazz.
Jazz.
He plays
With life.
When he plays,
He creates.
He
Creates
Me.
He sees
That I
Am alive.
I'm there.
With him,
I'm there.
But…
Is that really enough?
Could one person make that much of a difference?
Between burning
And living?
…I think he knows.
I think he sees me,
Burning.
I think he knows
That I lie awake at night.
I think he knows
That I don't think I'm good enough
I think he knows
That I'm invisible.
And
I think
He cares.
He really
Really
Cares.
Perfect for you –
I will be perfect for you.
So you could go crazy,
Or I could go crazy,
It's true.
Sometimes life is insane –
But crazy,
I know I can do.
'Cause crazy is perfect,
And fucked up is perfect,
So I will be perfect –
Perfect.
Perfect for you!
He is water.
Calm
Smooth
New
Creative
Beautiful
Peaceful.
Yes, Henry.
I will be
Perfect
For
You.