Bring The Fire…

As things caught fire and burned to the ground…
My guilt made it so that I leaned into no one and had no soul around..

Not my own let alone one that I felt I would burden…
No matter how much I thought it was my last breath or the amount I was hurtin.

I put my pride when I was scared in front of what would have made sense…
Because I cared for the hearts of others while mine remained tense.

The feeling of being numb became normal, almost guaranteed.
I couldn’t find the strength to talk even when I knew I was scared and in dire need.

Turning point in the story was unfortunate for you… and now you’ll know…
Through the things I will tell you and the energy behind it that is about to show.

I fucking hate you more than any trouble that life has shown…
Because you have not told a single truth within the actions that you made me own.

If you were tangible I promise you I would put you through an unheard of pain…
Through the endless torture that you caused my life and what is left of my brain.

I’ve never felt so lost or so many scary things…
Then following your deception and the endless things it brings.

So now I move in a way where I am able to speak without a single lie involved…
Because handing a shovel to you would mean that my pride was fully dissolved.

Good fucking luck with that…
You have no fucking clue…
That the lessons I gained now serve a fucking soldier…
The jokes always been on you.