His Fire
Like a tornado he blew me awayI hoped to be his hurricane
Like a flash flood he swept me off my feet
I hoped to be his tidal wave
Inside my mind and soul I shook
And I prayed to be his magma
And finally when my love exploded into the sky
I was wishing for him to erupt with me
To be all that he was to me
To be all that he ever loved
Then one day he stepped on shards of glass
My heart bled like his feet
When he was struck by someone else's lightning
I felt my own electric death
And when his heart was broken
Mine tore out like his
But even when his pain died away
Mine never will
My pain could never falter
There is no greater ache than this
Now in helplessness my soul is burning
I hope he gathers his own scars
In my heart I tremble
I hope he feels the attack
At night a fire builds within my mind
I hope he's trapped inside the smoke
When I'm screaming for all of my pain
I hope my crying bursts his ears
Just as he burst my heart
Just as I died in his fire
June 1, 2002