Tuesday, September 27, 2011

The Fire


As the fire consumes my soul again,
Why do I feel so cold?
I want to feel your warmth once more
I reach out, for you, to hold.
But I feel that there is only emptiness,
no warmth upon my soul.
I miss your feel, I miss your touch,
I ache to feel whole.
In the end all I feel is loneliness, despair,
as this fire consumes my soul.