Poem

I’m burning through the pages, of notes I wrote for you,

Everything I put on the paper is making the flames burn blue.

I’m watching the ashes swirl to the stars, along with the pictures I drew.

The heat and the light dry the tears as they stream,

Don’t want to sleep anymore, too afraid that I’ll dream.

The book burns down to helpless soot, and I just stare through the pain.

Mem'ries and tears and the burn on my heart, I’d rather drown in the rain.

It’s just how it works, you don’t know you love them until you say goodbye,

Waving like a gypsy girl to constellations in the sky.

Dancing through the choking grass, I can’t believe my eyes,

You see now I know that everything they told me then was true,

I burn the book of memories and the flames are burning blue.

Standing staring at the fire, nothing can stop me now,

And the sweat of determination, is glistening on my brow.

Hurt me break me bind my heart,

Try to tear me apart.

Every time I break I grow back stronger, harder than before,

Blood pools red but I just stare, like an animal on the floor.

I trusted you with everything, but you can’t hurt me anymore.

When I saw my heart inside your hand, I started breathing hard.

I died inside as you looked me in the eyes,

Clenched your fist around my heart.

Clear the air of smoke and ash, and turn the page again.

Time to write a new beginning, time to forget the pain.

Time to leave the choking grass, and wave the stars goodbye,

Time to just stop and hear the wind, and smell the ocean brine.

I’m burning through the pages, of notes I wrote for you.

Everything I put on the paper is making the flames burn blue.

Sometime soon I'll start the daily drawing challenge thing, but since as of right now, I have no way of consistently photographing things, I'll need to wait. :P ANYWAY. Thanks for reading and stuff, hope you enjoy, and here's something awesome for you to enjoy. 

INDIAN DANCING