Death by Fire

4698461560_9815907f41_bI am the fury that burns through your veins,
I am the shadow that chases you,
the smog shielding your eyes
cannot protect you from the truth.

The truth is you are unworthy;
unworthy of your first breath,
the exhilarating flutter of your heartbeat,
and the shivering hope of your soul
that makes you uniquely weak.

I promise you a swift, painful death,
that includes erasing your imprint
from the face of the Earth. Death by holy fire,
red-yellow, orange-dawn, mists pigmented with
crackling, whimsical pinks and majestic purple–

I will be your Death
and your Savior.

  1. Reblogged this on Let it come from the heart and commented:
    I love the strong, dominating voice of the poet in this poem.

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