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Lately I’d rather be crazy

than turning in circles

at the top of a lighthouse

that won’t let me see anything

I’m free and captured,

broken and saved,

I gifted you with forever

before I saw the horizon

covered in flames and flashes

I’m conscious and asleep,

reviving something that’s

been alive inside me all this time 

Maybe I was wishing then

running from myself

but in my mind the sparks

were not just dangerous, but beautiful

Now the fire that spills from your eyes

is just ashes,

I can spill away all the slumbering sorrow

and conjure up its end

Maybe I’m thinking

of a way to go

back to love

but then there’s wind and earth and always fire

and I’m afraid of you again.