White fire errupts
Encircles me still
Knowing what I have done
Makes me shoot this white fire.
Revenge is sweet
and betrayel is sweeter still
But things catch up on you
And this is what happens.
I made my choice
and have regretted it since
And now I am stuck
In this fire filled mind of mine.
Never betray yourself
For it leaves you in doubt
Of whether you live or not
And you waste away from the inside
It starts at your soul
And eatsaway at you, until...
until you are nothing
nothing but waht I am now
Nothing but a ghost, a memory.
But one with anger built in
Not any anger, anger at yourself.
And the only thing you can do is shoot white fire
And hope that one day
it will destroy you.
Candice.
Author notes
I chose Froof
A contest entry
- Fantasy Person, Place or Creature by Gypsie Ink.
300 points, ended March 18, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow - this is a very powerful write - almost scary too - but a very expressive write. Well done - shame you didn't win the contest <
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Nice
Oh but the choices we make....Thank your for your entry and Best of luck in the contest.
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