It was a sunny day in March when I set myself on fire
I had said the day before that this isn’t what I wanted
Still somehow the devil walked in and convinced me to conspire
Against all those I loved dearly, this isn’t what I wanted
But the gun that wasn’t yours and my natural instinct to freeze
Gifted you with access to me and anything that you pleased
It was a rainy day in June when I finally grew tired
The fire was finally gone but the ashes left were haunted
The weight of betrayal and how again I’d been a liar
Made me hate everything about me, this isn’t what I wanted
But a melody came to me like angel in the breeze
With it my purpose was restored, my life again mine to seize
It was a cool day in October when I cut the wire
That tied me to you and everything I had never wanted
I spread my wings and lined up my shot, I was ready to fire
Ablaze once more with passion and vision, no longer stunted
Now I’m free and without you my soul is finally at ease
Even after all of this I love you and hope you find peace
About the Creator
Brittany Ivy
I am a DREAMER! And I hope you are too!
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