Violence

Is it imagination,
Gone too far,
Behind this violence,
You pretty flower?
Speak emotion,
Terribly.
Seek devotion,
Speak to me.
Why must I burn?
Wear self-destruction,
Like a shield.
Make surrender,
My appeal.
Where…
Where are you?
I’m filled with questions lately.
I’m stuck on what you are.
Let love incinerate me,
Just like a fallen star.
Sweet words of destinations,
Dark nights and broken hearts,
Seconds of indecisions.
Just tell me what you want.
Why must I burn?
Know violence,
You pretty flower.