Flames and Feeling

Do you think I couldn't see you throw your heart into the open fire?
Those flames have caught my eye many times, and they burn my
every thought and feeling.
I pray for rain, and I hope for healing.
Wander off and leave me when things get out of hand.
Does love mean growing up or giving in?
Fake a smile and remember how to stand.
Break away from dreams of walking out of this alive.
Kiss away good memories and forever-wanted good byes.
I'm sick and I am desperate as I walk through doors that
should be closed.
Light a match, feed the fire. And sit inside a broken home.