Got a Light?

could you spare a little light for this sin

or fuel a little fire for me to find some breath to take in

do you have a little time I could take

to travel and mend all my mistakes

could you spare a little life for my senses

they're a little crushed up with cancers

burned into a bit of the time that'll tick

away while all feelings keep flying away

quick breaths I gotta take to get my soul blazed

will you hand over some help to hide all this haze

to get going just a spark is all it needs

so it can get passed out and around like car keys

to finally drive within me toward those flames I seem

to perhaps have burned all the way through already

so what now?

my soul might be charcoal

but that doesn't mean it doesn't know

what heat feels like from a heart beat

on the contrary there's just not

much left there to burn anymore

no flare: not numb, not empty

just transformed back into dust

like the rest of us did and will again

that shit's written

on literally so many walls

I couldn't count on my hands

but with my knees on the floor I pray just to be sure

that for another day in another life I might see

fumes flying high from some flames

burning inside me once more

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