Danced With Fire Poem by Kathrine Philip

Danced With Fire

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Woke up on V-day,
Wished it were a Sunday.
Light falls in with hope,
Did nothing but mope.

Every year is the same,
I feel like I am a shame.
Whispers in the air,
Everyone has a tiny flare.

Thinking, wishing.
Humming, fooling.
Walking on a new Hell,
Just gunna say farewell.

Death is in my veins,
My mind is holding me in chains.
How can I feel so much pain?
It is all driving me INSANE! ! !

I am in love,
Am I being shoved?
I try to take pictures,
I am the new whisper.

She likes him,
Feeling dim.
No rose is in sight,
Besides everyone else with light.

I tell myself to wait,
Even if I never date.
Can’t a girl hope?
Rather then trying dope?

I shall never do drugs,
Why do I get so many hugs?
Why try to show me love?
Why does others think I am from above?

I am no Angel,
I just have a weird loyal.
I always wear a freaking MASK!
So why do I even ASK?

I had to go to the dance,
Not knowing of a romance…
Just watching time flyby,
Just not going to try…

I see my crush,
Looking at the other girls’ plush.
Knowing of my little luck,
Then I was dumbstruck.

Some guy comes to me?
Making my friends giggly!
Then I am shoved,
Even though I am not loved.

I did not care for him,
It was whom I asked that made me un-dim!
Or so I believed…
I am so Easley deceived.

Went up to the fire,
Was it a new desire?
Thinking I be a Bow?
Did I remember the sorrow?

I am in love with someone else!
That does not help!
I love him so dear,
It is not right, fear!

He loves someone,
She needs him more then me.
I am just troubling,
Why am I trying?

Oh dear Angel,
Watch over my love!
Let him hold the dove!
Just bless the Land!
As I end!

Dancing with the flame!
I dare not say his name!
We danced with out a MASK! ?
Oh what a big task!

Hope comes so easy,
But will is much more weary…
Will to live and breathe,
Will to do something to bequeath¹!

The fire burns all,
I don’t care I came so far!
Mistaken
Forsaken

I talked
Danced
Laughed
Chanted

Never believe again…


I shal dance with fire once again!
Before I leave
For ever
Never
Will we
See
The other…

1) bequeath: to give or leave by will

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