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The fires whelm up inside me I am consumed
The fires whelm up inside me I am consumed nothing once held sacred survives, I am burned
The nightmare stands alone but it too has been singed the fire is all I have, peace eternal
I cannot sleep the fire overwhelming is there no respite from these torturous flames, not forsaken
Alone I walk and follow the fires as they blaze a path through my heart, soul and mind, upon death
Love not lost; life redefined my secluded hut in flames my eminently lost life made public, thy soul
A world of ashes all I have gone but somehow I feel at peace, I feel a weary calmness, flies eternal
Thanks for the comment on the separate poem, I wouldn't have noticed/ enjoyed that otherwise. Besides that it was a good poem, one thing though. I may just be me but I thought the title was very long for a title. What caught my attention was the words I Am Consumed. The part before just sounds a little too cliche. But that might just be me lol. There are instances where a long title is necessary. Besides the title I thought the poem kicked ass so keep it up.