Tuesday, 3 March 2015

I'm here

Pride
On having learnt the art
Of keeping
No expectations
But unexpected sweet things
Don't excite me anymore
Don't make me happy
Don't make me feel anything
I feel nothing
Anymore
I can sense it
There will be embers
If I don't save our flames
But I can't save them
Without burning
And I don't burn
Anymore
I'm here
Not running away
And I hope
There won't be ice