You'd be breaking my bones
If I really had any
As weird as it sounds
I'm just not sorry
Because it's about time
I get my turn
While you've been living the drama
I've been taking the burn
And you can only
Hold onto the flame
Before it starts to
Burn you all the same
So I'm fighting now
Your fire with mine
And I'm not taking
All the heat this time
Find a candle or
Someone else who
Will carry your problems
Because I'm done blistering for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was fire fighting all the while... enough...and now it's your turn... you decide to fight with weapon fire...powerful challenging words, Airda...well framed...10