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The Flame
So bright it was that all I could see
vibrant there inside of me
with it gone, I'm a ghost of who I once was
floating through life
numb to everything I wish so badly to feel
will I feel it again
the flame that once was so bright
it has nearly burned out
leaving only a flicker
that burns less and less each day
I'm afraid that it may have
burned out a long time ago
have I only been pretending
in denial that I'd lost the last bit of me
I don't recognize the person I've become
there is a vacancy
a space where a fire once burned
is there any bit of that fire left
sometimes I can feel a warmth
from a small flame
that gives me hope it's not gone
I feel that warmth less and less
I'm terrified one day
I won't be able to find the flame at all.
© Aria
vibrant there inside of me
with it gone, I'm a ghost of who I once was
floating through life
numb to everything I wish so badly to feel
will I feel it again
the flame that once was so bright
it has nearly burned out
leaving only a flicker
that burns less and less each day
I'm afraid that it may have
burned out a long time ago
have I only been pretending
in denial that I'd lost the last bit of me
I don't recognize the person I've become
there is a vacancy
a space where a fire once burned
is there any bit of that fire left
sometimes I can feel a warmth
from a small flame
that gives me hope it's not gone
I feel that warmth less and less
I'm terrified one day
I won't be able to find the flame at all.
© Aria
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