Fire glistens until
my eyes crack, wet
soaking the sky.
The morning sun drinks
the burnt parts of my soul,
like water.
My lips, painful
so afraid this burning
will last forever.
Fire glistens until
my eyes crack, wet
soaking the sky.
The morning sun drinks
the burnt parts of my soul,
like water.
My lips, painful
so afraid this burning
will last forever.