The Fire
You told me
I was scared
of the fire,
I chose to
walk through it,
prove I wasn’t,
you wouldn’t see
anything but yourself,
too caught up
in your ego
to notice me,
but I chose
to keep trying
I kept running,
you didn’t notice,
and I confess,
I was stupid,
you would laugh
if you knew
what I did
to get you,
I’d do anything
just so you
would notice me,
but you didn’t,
I should’ve stopped,
but I didn’t,
I messed up,
and I’m sorrry,
This is it.
(2013)
Dedicated with love to Wyatt Adams.
