Starve the misery

"Playing with fire didn't seem like such a risk. I basked in the warmth of it's glow. I danced through the flames, laughed with the beautiful reds spinning around me. So full of myself. I could neve..."

"The title doesnt have anything to do with the theme of the poem...It's just a little message to the guy this poem is about... Can you look me in the eyes anymore? Just once? Maybe it won't be the ..."

"I stared at a shadow today. I stared. I stared at a pained face. I stared at a roughened face. A face hardened from tears. Tears flowing from sunken eyes. Eyes that had lost the blue ice they used to ..."

"I’ve been thinking about you lately. Constantly actually. Not because I want to though. More like I’m going through an involuntary mental spring-cleaning. There’s no rest for my melancholy mind Searc..."