Playing with Fire

This is just me! I could simply choose another time, or forever be closed in doom. I´ll have to pay for my crime here, now ,and soon, memories cut like a knife in salted wounds. This is such a heavy price for someone to pay! I call you, through the wind, you hear the whispers in my heart, I breathe you in, and fall appart! I play with fire and it burns my scars! I hold the desire, drowning in ashes. I feel my blood fading each time I see you! I see me craving, the only thing I can´t have from you. Since we´ve been appart I feel I´m dying in each piece of my heart. I´m still lying....... to myself! (still haunting my demons away)...