Flames Grew

Is it so wrong to feel wanting, to seek adventure

Only knowing what's right in front of you, sinks you deeper

Deeper into this abyss, as you try and breathe it gets harder

You want to win, to be the person that you seek to be

But you loose every time, as you think of the possibilities

However this painful wave hits you into reality

The memories, the hope, for-ever grew distant

As I sat by the fire I continue

I like the flames I thought

How warm and bright they can be

They may burn a bit and take away your skin if you get too close

Forever missing a part of your self you can't get back

But those burns will always remain as the memory of the growing flames

However, looking back into the flames must be washed out along with the burning aches it gave you

And to move past this everlasting spark

The pain

That it'll never sting again