FEAR
You’re like a tongue of flame on a candle
I’m like my little niece
Fascinated by your luminance
Wanting to be a part of it
Staring with big bright eyes
Wondering if I can get away with it
Just one touch… Will I be burnt?
I probably will be
But maybe then I will be connected to you
Connected by pain
Sharp and sweet
Burning your energy into me
What is love without pain anyway?
Then I remember the other times
When a bright flame caught my attention
The reckless plunging of my fingers
The pain, sharp and sweet at first
Then unbearable and deadly
Sometimes I clung on, bloody masochist that I am
Other times I used my fingers to kill the flame
A few times I just swiped my fingers across it
But one flame left a burn
And that burn was fear
And I remember fear
Fear made me wary
My fingers throbbed for months
Reminding me that flames, though beautiful
Can be deadly
Fear didn’t heal, I wouldn’t let it
I let it control me
And I never played with flames
But here I am again
Staring at the flame that is you
My burnt fingers throbbing
Reminding me that flames can be dangerous
But your light is different
Different in a different way
I reach out my fingers
I can feel the heat coming
Then it’s unbearable, but only for a moment
Your flame burns me, but not like the others have
Its burn heals me
It hurts still but it doesn’t cause me pain
Fear goes away at last
And is replaced by something else
Love.
Written by James
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13 Comments
ikhines
October 25, 06:31OK!
#TeamKizito
October 25, 06:35*NP: Sia – Fire Meet Gasoline.
Chizzie
October 25, 06:43Oh baby, baby how was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby, I shouldn’t have let you go
I must confess, that my loneliness is killing me now
Don’t you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Chizzie
October 25, 12:20Ehm PP can you PLEASE delete this comment. I was severely wasted and listening to a Britney Spears song at that moment. Pls delete, its really lame
Pink Panther
October 25, 13:43Now tell me why I’d wanna remove the evidence of your softer side? 😀
JustJames
October 25, 14:46I guessed as much.. Can’t hold your vodka eh?
Chizzie
October 25, 17:04Twitter stalker.
JustJames
October 25, 19:08You’re unfortunately a very interesting fellow, when you’re not a psychopath.. So you will remain stalked *tongue out*
Mandy
October 25, 07:31Oh this is beautiful.
James, are you in love? 🙂
john
October 25, 07:43your fire can be diff but its still fire. fire will always remain fire. I can quench it for ya.
Dennis Macaulay
October 25, 07:58James my baby!
Some day!
Some day!
Serendipity…….
Tobby
October 25, 11:00Na so…lol
Nice poem anyway
PETROVICH
October 26, 14:29James James, nice read….