these poems

Lonely scribes

Burning inside.

These poems are

Our suicide.

The alphabet

We set ablaze

Unleash the fire 

In every phrase.

Perilous pen,

Breathing out ink.

Heart of a dragon,

Drowning in heat.

If words were swords

We'd stab ourselves through the heart.

In fairytales we slayed dragons,

But now the story is ours.

And people like us,
We set the world on fire.