“Smoke, Fog, and Haze: Write about not being able to see ahead of you.”
– writing prompt for today’s CW piece.
You tied me with a wire
and set the house on fire.
You wanted to test me
and thought you could best me.
With you I tried to reason
but you said it was treason.
I begged you to free me
but you laughed at my plea.
Soon the house was filled with smoke
and we both began to choke.
You wanted to hurt me so bad
that it all became quite a fad.
Through the smoke you could not see
that you trapped yourself with me.
You set us both on fire,
leaving our relationship
on a funeral pyre.
Do not be blinded by rage. Remember that fire takes no prisoners. You might not be able to outrun it. It will consume you.
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