Wild-fire

Dreamy eyes and sodden dreams
Are you sure this is how
You want to live
The last I heard
You were raised to be surefire
Wild and quick
As you took to depths
And drowned in deep
Trouble on your lips
A page of distress
And I wonder if you think
This is how you'd live
Keep love in your hold
Let the storm slip
As your fingers traced names
On the dust that settled on your limbs
You left wilted wildflowers in your wake
Put tragedies to shame
Walked on fire and called it sin
They told you to be
Lithe, quiet and sweet
But you were built to be quick
Sharp, dripping with poison as you speak
A heart with its own will
Magnified scars and drifting screams
You were everything good
In a vial of evil
They say, you took the wrong ways
Spoke the wrong names
Stayed out nights
And slept on days
But you were never there
To listen them say
How they wanted you to stay
And maybe, that saved you
When they came with their blades
For you could burn if they wanted
You could drown on their will
But you were wildfire
With crimson wings
And for all I know
If there was to be an end
You'd make it begin

©wasted_sparks