Bathing in fire

As I sit and burn the world continues
to turn spreading my ashes
like a windstorm blowing
the sand in all directions.
I'm losing myself I'm losing soul
gasoline pours like water from a
faucet of flesh as it washes over
me like waves from the sea.

I strike the match of my demise I bathe in the
flames of hate just wishing for the cool
and comforting hand of kindness
to reach though and pull me from these toxic flame's.
So be my salvation lead me not into temptation but into heaven

let my burns healed and the scars on my heart
be mended and the damage be undone.
Let the roaring flames of hate be quieted into
a candle of kindness let me fade not into darkness
but walk into the light where the winged ones reside
I will see you again at the end of times so for now i say goodbye.