Flame

Breathless under a starless night sky
And bathing in the remnants of your monstrosity
I emerge in pink grime and filth
Of your never ending brutality.
I hate you- yes I do hate you,
Nevertheless, I also love you
With a love doomed for destruction,
With a star-crossed love so evil and dangerous.
My verdict to my own is death
For a sin it is to possess a passion-
All consuming and ill- governed,
A passion that destroys all.
But though with burning heart
I once knew gentle and good things
And I had once loved them
Before this self-murderous devotion.
Let me rest, my heart's all burned
And I am left in the wreckage of my love.
For a demon, a monster.
And I, a ruin.

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