grave of a fire

here i stand on ashes
as my tears washes my face
for times aged ages ago
where i was planed on your ego

i provided the bricks and you've built a wall
rather than a modest house
took the risk and i've endured life to get you
and after all this time you asked who?

i can only add wet woods
but this fire sizzled long ago and it's not even warm
got up, stepped on the last spark, didn't mean any harm love
it's hard to face the facts but it was long gone

here we stand over the grave of a fire
coldness surrounds us, and there are miles to walk
from this wilderness, after our talk ended
i have to straighten myself after all this bending

i still cry over silly things
but my mind is not clouded by thoughts that are evil
shadows of future no longer looks like devil, but
it's time to heal, stayed too long being hurt

emr sag