Fleeting fire
Please don’t love me I will shower you with passion Make you think I’m in love Comb your hair and stare deeply intoyour eyes Sing you love songs and lullabies And you will fall asleep You shouldn’t have When you sleep I get bored And my boredom Builds Pyres You won’t see me dragging the branches Because your eyes are closed You won’t see them being stacked and bound Because they are beneath you You won’t see me light the match Because you didn’t think I had any All you will know Is waking up Burning Watching my back disappear from the flames Screaming What went wrong Hating yourself without knowing why Please don’t love me You’re too good to deserve it









