Dying Flame

I just need a moment

To stop and heal

And get in touch with my dying flame.

I have old wounds that are hidden inside

Unhealed wounds waxed with pride

I would strip to the wind and be vulnerable

But it won't care but hide,

It’s unavailable.

My oxygen has put me on an emotional lockdown.

And so I burning out
Wholly and completely.

I have to be alone 

On my own.

For a moment

Though burning out

I want to be born again.