Fire

Stealing rhymes from other peoples lines,

Look at you.
You're a mess but here I digress.

I see you as nothing less,
Maybe I'm a little bit hopeless
But I need to rest.

Everything you said to me bounces 'round my head
And will 'til I'm dead,
I can't help a sense of ever growing dread of losing you
To all the rest of the mess.

The powers of the earth are nothing here,
Look at the rising and falling of my chest,
Here we'll rest
Until the darkness gets the best
of us and is all we see as we get dressed
In this mess.

Look at us,
We're falling apart as we lose our hearts
To people who don't give a damn about whether
We win or we lose from the finish to the start.

And this hope is just a dream
Waiting for us to reach out and grab it but
When we miss it we fall into a dark abyss
Of nothingness and everything we miss.

The silent glances and open language we use with
Our bodies our minds and our hearts as we synchronize ourselves with surroundings
As our eyes turn to shattered glass and fabric frayed at the edges.

The dance of colour and lies we make
While we fake love and break this wake
Created by waves where we can't wait to take what we need
To live awake and still dreaming while we drown in love-lakes.

We aren't crying out for the help we get
But in our eyes we give away the lies we create to hide away
From the great gate for us to use to access the reward for our wait

And then people poke knives in our skin and break the surface
So thin that we thought was thick built up of defenses and walls of brick
Defense mechanisms akin to sharp pins and needles but why couldn't someone
Break sharp surfaces with the same tools used to create your skin-guards,
Sometimes you have to let them in so they see they don't want to win the trust
Of a person so thin you can see through their lies to where they begin.

And who cares if you let them in because they're the ones who'll lose their minds
To all the thin lines leading to yours and their demise and they'll be blinded by

The way your heart shines at the end of maps devised so no one can find their ends and their lines until you prize them away from your unkind lies into the twists and turns of your mind and the way you intertwine the lies with hope and faith so no one can see

That you're just a landmine, waiting to be blown up by a person who cares too much
To be tricked into thinking you're just a line of lies
And sees the essence of a being so fine it will blow their mind into thousands of shining and flawlessly designed combined vines of a life so divine

They don't know why the lines of lies you hide inside made them so scared before as they see your essence divided into ties of sublime crimes that make their heartbeat increase two-fold at the sight of diamonds in your shining eyes.

You write yourself into little pockets of fully-booked darkness,
Fully-booked by those actually in need of a full-on helping hand for where they stand
After being given the command to hold out their hand and get it smacked down onto land
Where they thought they'd be able to stand but where they've actually been banned by
The people who think they need a hand to be pulled up so they can stand
Taller than the rest of those lying on the ground surrounded by a sound so sad
It drives people mad as they drive their hand into the sand as black as an ocean
trying to expand.

I'm not trying to say you don't need a helping hand, I understand where you stand
But get on your own two feet sometimes because we all feel bad and like we've been had
sometimes, when life throws us away to make us feel better some other day.
I mean, I'm here if you need it, that damn helping hand
But don't expect me to be here if it's her you demand,
You're too late and she's lost in some strange distant land
Where you don't exist, and she knows where she stands.

Yeah, she's heavily broken and needs helping up
sometimes, when the world feels like her own demise.
You can make her feel better, but I don't think for long,
although you're amazing you just aren't her song,

She's already far off and walking into someone else's song-filled life,
Brimmed with her own expectation, but don't feel too bad if she uses flirtation
To get some other guy following her steady, ready to be crushed in the palm of her hand
When she remembers she can't stand to be under someone else's command.

So don't get mad, just leave her and go because she has her own life and her own lovely show,
Just like you said, you gotta go with the flow although sometimes with the flow isn't where you want to go.
The flow's leading you outwards, away from her glow and don't get mad when she tells you to go.

And I know, this whole thing is hard, like walking on small sharp-cut glass shards
that tug at your skin when you're walking towards her, and find their way in when you're being ignored by her.

Don't let it cut too deep this time because I feel the same, when I'm walking towards you and walking away,
And sometimes they're still there when I'm lying at night, poking my skin and picking a fight, reminding me that you're still not here by my side, and piercing ever further when I'm starting to cry.

But don't get mad when she tells you to go, I know it's hard but don't fight with the flow.

The fire catches onto your skin when you know that you just can't have her and have to let her go, and the fire it burns down into your being until you know there's no way you can win. But still you fight with the fire aglow, hoping that she still might love you or know that if she doesn't say anything you're ready to blow on up and shower fire on everyone below.

But I'm on fire, yeah I already am, and the fire doesn't burn 'cause I know where I stand, as the blaze takes over the sky all above, and the stars start to fall because of my love. And I make wishes on the stars I create, and make them fall like symbols of fate, because I know where I stand with my heart-rate tripled and my hope all over me creating ripples, and the fire all around me becomes so ornate that I start to believe that I just have to wait, for all of the stars to fall out of the sky, so I can stop making wishes and look in your eyes, and tell you I love you and set the whole world aflame so maybe you'd notice that I'm not playing a game, and maybe you'll see that we both are the same.

And as soon as I tell you, the fire will die and you'll no longer think this whole thing is a lie, and when you look up, to look at the stars, you'll see they're all gone and jump into my arms when you realize I used them all, to wish for our love. A love so strong it replaced the whole sky above, because of its beauty, and its strength, my love. A light so strong it became the stars for our night, and maybe, this one time, maybe I'm right. 

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 I wrote this quite a while ago. More than a year ago I think, but man, I do not know where it came from. I like it quite a lot and it encouraged me to write more. 

Wish I could rap though.