this is the world i created for myself...

first poem in a long time.
enjoy



let in the oxygen
let is consume everything i know
'cause i need a fresh start
a brand new life
let it fill my lungs
and singe my skin
i once heard fire in your dreams means the passing of something old and the beginning of something new
please let that be true
because this just isn't working out
and i don't think it can be fixed
a nice clean break
always heals faster
but there will always be a scar