Challenge
The world around us is on fire and here I am just writing this poem. (rd 2)
Use the title as a prompt. Poetry and prose entries welcome.
Lie
I fought to follow my desire,
and in the end, I got burned.
Now standing on this pyre,
I realize it wasn't for you I yearned.
Pushing my ideals and aims on you mistakenly,
my love for you was a love of complacency.
I am sick and there is no life in me,
renew me please and set me free.
I pled ignorance as my case,
but I saw the truth in your eyes, your face.
I hurt you, and it is my everlasting disgrace.
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