Ash

Uncensored emotion runs wildly through me
Lights me on fire from the inside

I burn quietly in this house alone
Beg like a child for the walls to swallow me up
To roll me like a river
So I can drown instead of quiver in this newfound nothingness

I can't seem to keep the truth down
Each time I digest a new piece of it
My weak stomach gets the best of me

Heartache and his wretched, wicked thievery
Takes most of the familiar scenery
Like pictures from walls
Steals all but these memories

That taunt and haunt me
I burn quietly like a smoldering fire
I have but one aching desire—
to be ash.