Sup3rnality

What language do I use when words leave me? Use my hands as pens and etch out the memory? This is what I have, this is all that can be. When I can't construct words, the words take over me.

Firelight, firelight
In this room, burning bright
Nothing else in sight
Just this blinding light;
Like a star, I wish I may I wish I might
Have the wish I wish tonight.
Sigh...
Firelight, Firelight:
Is all there is tonight...
Damned if it's wrong, damned if it's right,
Set me up in gasoline, set me alight,
I don't care, just burn me up in firelight.

Love, LinZy~