Theres a feeling inside me I cannot explain,
You could almost say it feels like pain.
I can feel it crawling beneath my skin,
And I try to forget, but remember your sin.
I can feel it inside me, burning me up.
Its the flame from the candle inside the cup.
Then the flame grows, becoming a fire.
To let go of this rage is my hearts only desire.
I want to let go, I want to forget,
I want to do something Ill never regret.
And then I remember how much I hate you,
I can say how much, but youll have no clue.
You are the fire that burns inside,
You bring me a hate whom no other can abide.
I can feel the fire burning within,
Frying my soul and searing my skin.
The force of the fire is tearing me apart,
The flames savagely attack my broken heart.
It burns like an itch that wont go away.
The fire burns freely, running astray.
The fire gets worse with intensifying heat,
I still cant believe this hate I cannot beat.
I feel my boiling blood rush to my head,
It makes me feel I will soon be dead.
When I am dead, the fire will be out,
I wont be able to scream, yell or shout.
Then they will lower me into my hellish grave,
Im so far gone I cannot be saved.
I have succumbed to the hate,
Now I take a look at my fate.
The fire is a constant reminder of fear,
It has painfully reduced me to flickering tears.
The hate burned away from me whatever was left,
To steal my soul is the greatest theft.
The ashes of fire are a glimpse at what could have been,
I never do I want to see you again.