I eat the fire I burn inside
it's my desire my funeral pyre
I see the light I am the night
I live in a capsule of time
inside my mind diamond bright
a fire flaming an ocean raging
caged in mayhem
a foggy haze cloudy grey
my brain decays a maze
of broken fractured
pathways
fickle is my being
but I'm not too blind
to see it
so I don't mind it
though sometimes
I despise it
what can one do in the rain
but wishy washy be
if I could hold my breath
til I died I would I would
I wouldst thou couldst
but cannae
so tell me what I gave
was not enough
coz I don't give a fuck
I want nothing
and have ney desire to be
but to leave
because I cannae return
to me
and I can never truly be
I die each night
because a coward I am
a coward I always was
in love an all my dreams
are but pictures
I made in the sand
fuck time
I wish I could divide
but stars will not align
I miss her still I always will
who do I miss I don't know
the ghost in blue
who haunts my room
I wish inside my gloom
I could find a rainbow new
although the colour's there
I feel nothing
but the stagnant air
a damp despair
in the corner a nightmare
a road a desert
pyramid blue
I think of you I think of you
hear me now see me new
a mistake I made
I paid it through
the eye of a needle
and time it took
to make it stick
but how it stuck
inside my art
all the colour
comes to nothing
and nothing is
what nothing was
everything
and nothing.

©JM.Cole