She Bleeds Flame

This was one of my first long poems. I was grieving my grandfather. My whole life felt like it was in flames. So, I decided to put my feelings into writing. By spilling the grief into poetry, I found the best way to tell my stories and feelings.

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My skin has become ashes

My brain lit aflame from the promises

My eyes dulled from the smoke

As everything around me broke

My blood is flame

In horrible beauty, it destroys me from the inside without shame.

Perhaps the worst of all

Is my heart that opens the cracks to the dawn.

My heart is scorched beyond recognition

Pumping my flamed blood like a man on a mission

As if pretending that there was normalcy as the chaos consumes me

Praying that this monster is my legacy

Something amazing that I'll never get to see

But deep down, my heart knows that will never be

As a legacy means nothing if he's not here with me

The blood lit only spark that has grown into a flame

It burns me until no one can know who I am until I respond to my name