Hurry up, we’re burning.

Set my dreams on fire. The kind of fire that leaves you sunburnt. A fire that does much more than keep you warm- and your tears can’t put it out this time. Life is everything but graceful. And when you hold these things in the belly of the storm, everything will combust. I promise.

Hold me in shades of green and blue. I’m only comfortable where the sky falls and the tulips break through- watch them stretch their stems to touch the sun. I will never do such a thing.

Everyone sees the sadness in me- I mean how can they not? After everything. After the storm. After all this time. It burns a hole through my mind every morning- begs me to give into any sort of darkness. Anything can numb you if you fucking let it.

I’m just a spec of dust passing through the window. I’m just the frost on the grass. I’m just the tear in the seam. I’m just ash from the embers. I’m just a fucking sinner, after all. Light the match and I won’t tell a soul. Watch it all burn like it never existed because nothing on this earth can heal me fully. AMT