I want the fire
to keep me alive
without it I will suffocate in this atmosphere
from lack of love
from lack of fire
love is fire
I can make it
I can take it
I just don't know how to keep it going
I use all my breath
I lose all my breath
trying to keep it going
but it always burns out
and I have too much to give
too much oxygen to waste on it
waste on something that will always burn out
I have too much
I need too much
I give too much
I want too much
and nothing balances out in the end
and without balance
there can't be fire
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