fahrenheit

After a long road and crossing the burning sands, 

I had a sit down with fate,..

I cried that it wasnt in the plan,

the decision was final, 

there was no escape,

an opponent I have avoided and always feared,

weilding almighty flames that torch and sear,

I laugh,

worse then hellfire itself, 

I face it with care and might,

"i dont understand how you fear me at 10oz  and 98 degrees fahrenheit"

"I havent trusted you for a while, you led me to pain",

"soaring through the stormclouds of lust, you were bound to encounter rain"

"things are different now!, ive changed",

"so why punish me with violent raging flame?"

"those are everlasting flames of passion,

in which i had absolutely no part"

learn to harness them,

thus the pain you feel is not real,

not even from the start

and you should really trust me more..

after all I am your heart.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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