“A Man of Ash”

Look at you, you man of ash

who walks around in smoke.

You walk around in brimstone flames,

starting fires wherever you go.

It must be nice to burn so bright,

And light it all aflame.

Never caring who you burn,

Because it’s not you, anyway.

A tsunami of tears can’t put you out,

or at least that’s how it’s seeming.

Is it fun to be a lifeless shell?

Is it fun to find no meaning?

When you hold yourself behind that door,

You might keep the pain at bay.

But you’ll still burn inside that room,

And you’ll choke on your smoke someday.

– K. Dawn, 2018.


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