Incinerate

Rotting in apathy with vacant bliss. Decaying comfortably 
in total ignorance. Maladies will follow in synchrinicity, 
but each step is leading to the next calamity. So empty and
 hollow you begin to fade away. Becoming invisible as you 
dissipate. In a dying memory you stray from to day. To 
illude from destiny. To indulge in dissarray.

You break hearts. You tie knots.
You form plots. Your blood clots.
You live fast. You die young.
You live like a loaded gun.
You break walls. You change fate.
You burn out. Incinerate.

Melting on the surface burning on the floor. Shattering and
 breaking. Burning down some more. The path to the end is 
opening inside. Through the deepest purple into the light. 
Seeded in the Earth centered withthe core. Sliding so deep 
inside opening the doors. Can you see the inside? Focus 
your sight. Will the phoenix re-emerge? Will your fire 
start tonight?