The fire burns it's way down my arm,
Red and orange fight over me to stay strong
Just let the insanity take over
Something I lost cannot belong
It's a good thing they're gone
I can't love too long
I hear the voices calling, the rage has been a current for so long, they whisper "stay strong"
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PoetryThis is an original series of poems written in 2014 but later taken down. As of 2017 I have updated, added pictures, and republished them. These poems have underlying, if not obvious, themes of depression, self-harm, suicide, and heart break.
