Disclaimer: This is my first poem, and I don't really know where I thought of it from...it just came to me. I do not won Dead Or Alive. I just wrote this for the heck of it, no clue why.
BURN ME
Burn me alive inside, then take everything away.
Take everything out and throw it all away.
Burn me alive inside with the fire that consumes you, cool me off with with the water from your fall. The fire is the lime-light that you shall see.
Dark is the light in your eye, you remain in darkness, you sleep to the rythym of the war drums.
Godsend the word to fulfill you, your never gonna be the same, and you let flame overwhelm you.
You cannot shadow yourself, in the riches of the darkness, for your flame has light.
By the blue star I shall burn and flame within you.
With your strong, flaming arms, you burn me into stone.
Burn me alive inside, then take everything away.
Now I lay still as a statue for Medusa's gaze has caught my eye. I am nothing but a stone, with no heart and no soul.
The only way to free my trapped, disturbed, soul is to break me into a million pieces.
I'm burning inside and everything has been taken away so...
BURN ME
AN: I wrote this when I was depressed, and I don't know why I even wrote it. I was thinking of masking emotions, and fire. And NO, I am not a pyromaniac. Just because I like the different colors of fire, doesn't I start them...