Burn
I was burned with a lighter
It has no color nor odor
It simply exists
There, in my head
It burns my chest
Burns my soul
Nobody sees it
Despite it all, it’s here
I was often told that the world is cold
That the world is straight
Melancholy and pain
But me, I have a spark
At night, I lie down on the rug
It’s in my thoughts that I snuggle
Around me, a fire burns
A light that dispels the darkness
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I was burned by a fire
Burned by a flame
A flame who makes my body melts
A flame that is not wrong
The fire, is the oxygen in my fear
It’s an open door
When I feel like I’m suffocating
In your monotony, it’s my energy
I was burned by a lighter
There’s just me who sees it
But it’s it who gives me my ideas
It’s it who helps me break free
Some things can hurt
But it’s not because it hurts
It’s because it heals.
A rope in the middle of the ocean
In life
Sometimes, we forget
That with a tiny spark, a discovery
We start a blaze, a beautiful frenzy
Nelly
