The Black Flame

I am the words, I am speaking. I never heard my conclusion, Lost the way in my confusion, in illusion. Lost inside the picture frame. I’m not to blame, I didn’t see the black flame. I’m not ashamed, its poetry, the black flame. I’m rearranged, it’s changing me, the black flame. Burns my blackened brain. I am strong, I am leaving. I never knew I’d feel the need so. Where to go, I’ll turn the flow. I could not know. Screams inside the burning pain. It’s spinning head, it’s under hand, the black flame. It lies instead, I turned and I ran, the black flame. On me, it fed, I understand, the black flame. Burns my blackened brain Run from me. Don’t you see, That we are one, and I’m a part of you. Get away, any way. I’m still a secret in the heart of you, And I’m the burning in your soul. Now I’m weak, I am losing. I never thought I’d stop trying. I’m a lie. I’m just a sigh, just a crying, Just a symbol of the game Suspended pain, I can not face the black flame, Intended fear, I can not trace the black flame, Extended reaching into space, the black flame. Burns my blackened brain.