| SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION |
| If you have ever spontaneously combusted, than you know the pain of my life, my heart. Love has left me bitter, afraid, what I would give my life to trade, My anger, my pain, now the tears start. My heart is on fire, it's spontaneously combusted, he holds the keys, worn and rusted. My love twists the keys to the lock of my heart, the turning, the burning begins to start. My heart has erupted, the pain terrible, my friends think I am crazy. My grades are slipping, parents, counselors, and teachers think I am lazy. It is just that my heart is a pile of ashes, I lie and say the red on my face is a series of rashes. But in reality, I face the facts I'm alone, so alone, no one understands. Then suddenly on my heart, a new love lands, but he doesn't understand that it is too soon, he says he loves me and will give me the moon. But it is a lie, he has said it a million times, his words ring in my ears like chimes. I refuse and feel more depressed, then lash out with anger that was surpressed. My life has crumbled all around me, no one can understand or see, what pain he gave, what tears I shed. I wish I had an AK47, so I could blow off his head. |
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