From: sienna@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: The Fire
Date: Fri Jun 24 12:51:15 1994

I found another poem I would like to post.......


The Fire

Black and deadly these fires burn
Underscored with the taste of Hell
Laughing demons scar my heart
Using vices i know so well
Burning higher 'til i'm all consumed
Licking at my hands and feet
Melting down steel walls surrounding stone
'Til the two run together and in Hell meet

Where's the sky? It is covered now
Filling up with charred images of you
Streaking through the vast emptiness
Burnt stones of little use

Can you find me now that i'm dark?
My ashes are blood red
Like dust in the wind i've become
All that i've wished for, like all things dead
i've gone through the fire
i've become a scattered soul
i've gone through the fire
i've finally gone home.


hmmmmm......I was pretty down the day I wrote THAT one.....sorry if this 
depresses you guys....I will post an uplifiting poem next (yes I do have a 
few which are not inclined to drive depressed people to suicide).

Thanks,

*hugs*

Dee