Wednesday, 10 March 2010.

when my world disintegrates
into a fine layer of dust
don’t tell me I can’t set fire to the ruins
my life is mine to destroy as I please
my world all mine to wreck
don’t say I can’t annihilate myself
who else is there to kill?

sometimes it seems
fading is all I do
into each background
each sky each wall
into a hazy remembrance
not even constituting
a memory
into a half-formed
image of a girl
who once loved.
one day I’ll explode
turn supernova and boom
and you’ll watch me,
paint-splashes in
kaleidoscope colours
against the darkness, and
when my ashes waft off
on the bitter cold breeze
my light imprinted against
your retinas still
my fire scorched deep
against the fabric
of your world
unfading forever am I.

{ 10:30 am }