The Lighter

Hannah M.

06 Jan, 2013 06:47 PM
I won't let my feet un root themselves,
I'm grounded you know.
The flames lick the grass,
The ash floats towards me.
A layer of grey over my closing eyes.

Did you think about me,
When you were with her?
Another crackle
snap
pop.

I can barely hear your screams. 
But I promise love,
they will haunt my dreams.
Because
I didn't see how hot the flames of your lies could be.

Funny how the wind just catches them so.
Unleashes the beast.
I guess you failed to realize,
They'd burn you alive.
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