Prince Of Flames Poem by Jeremy Willson

I used to make a joke 'Call me Prince self-harming'
Instead of prince charming
Cause even with a tongue made of silver
My voice has a slight quiver
My skin has burns and surgery has physically fixed them
But I'm still burning myself on my soul's stem
Call me your story books antagonist
Your fairly tails hero who protects
But let it be known I have suffered
I am suffering, I have no other sacrifice that's offered
Only my will to move forward with my pain
And my non severed vein