Whispered words in a train

How the sun turned into ashes

A bombshell

She shelters the most painful

Beautiful

Faithfull

Love.

Evil but real.

Lethal but vital.

She needs this overwhelming heat, 

This fire burning,

Intertwined in her innards.

She lives for the acid poison that fulfils 

her veins.

She kills for this arsonist to keep the control over

her brain

and over what goes on inside her.

She doesn't want it back.

The control.

She doesn't know what to do with it 

Anymore.

Skimming the overdose.

This is all that matters.

A few seconds

Until the poisoned fire consumes her.

Oh honey

This is just a few seconds

Until you implode.

- how the sun turned into ashes