On fire
I am the soul who started the blaze
I began a small fire that burned on for days
It wasn’t my fault I tried to believe
but all I could do was vanish and grieve
the damage I caused I can not understand
theres pain in my eyes and blood on my hands
no one can share this burden with me
For I am the fire and the forest you see.
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I'm a Grad student now studying Biochemistry and Biophysics (not sure how I got there). I guess I've been using this site for nearly 8 years now though sometimes I went years without writing much of anything. I write what I feel and I write what I need to let go of. Sometimes I write about a dream or a nightmare I had, If I can tell the difference. I fell in love for poetry in high school and continued to write in college. I hope to publish a book someday as well (leave a comment if a poem speaks to you). P.S. My Instagram is @CottonCandyPoems
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