Embers of Self

The fire I built is burning me alive,
From the outside in, excluding my mind.
I danced in the shadow of happy times,
Catastrophic, unyielding inclines.

Above mountains, my pitch screams,
To the ears of unknown realities.
I repeat the same lines all the time,
A crucible that magnifies my pain, my social rejection,
That lives on even when it all fades.

Unhealthy habits burn through my skull,
I try to find new solutions but instead ignored all