Fire

Light the match
And watch the flame
Between your fingers
Remember this game?

Watch it burn lower
Can you yet feel its heat
A drum starts to race
Or is that your heart beat

Lower still it goes
Watch the skin turn red
Your hand starts to shake
As you wait for whats ahead

Flames finally lick your fingers
And it registers in your brain
Drop the match and hold your hand
Try to squeeze out all the pain

Looky here, another scar
Between the pinky and the ring
Heave a sigh, shake your hand out
And start to play again

~ Fire ~