It burns, it flickers,
Consuming things whole,
My life, my heart, my hopes,
And my goals.
It burns in darkness,
And shines no light,
Backlashing for pleasure,
Whether I am wrong or right.
Burning and burning and growing,
It grows out of control,
As it fills it's place, then it spills,
Pushing, wanting to take control.
Pushing me out, it uses me to burn,
It takesmy place, leaving pain, hate,
Guilt and sorrow in return.
No management, no pills,
Can take away the scars, the pain,
Or the shame, the pain, it burns,
It stands it's ground, unmoveble,
It feels so strong and stern.
It seeps out through my eyes,
Spilling out through my teeth,
Feeding off of my life,
As I try to hide this shameful leach.
It freightens me, for I know,
Sometimes i enjoy, letting it go,
Letting it off, unleashed,
As it grows stronger,
In my angish and grief.
It's burn is there,hot, forged in me,
It's wish, it's goal, it's purpose,
Is only to destroy throughme,
In truth, it is destroying me,
But is it destroying you?
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