Playing with fire…

Playing with fire, I’m gonna get burned.

In all my life, you’d think I’d have learned.

I’m a glutton for punishment, addicted to pain.

Making my own bed, it’s amazing I’m still sane.

You get what you reap, you get what you sow.

I’m my own demise, light the match & watch the fire glow.

People think they know me, they know what they see.

There’s a whole other side of me, yearning to be free.

Being held hostage in a shell, a mask that I have made.

I will never be released, the yearning overpowered by being afraid. 
2016 (c) MA


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