
A mad man's desire is to burn in fire.
He seeks warmth.
He will not be satisfied with a cold death.
He will set himself on fire, because it is his desire.
He will burn.
And scream.
Just as his heart always wanted to.
How much longer must he have to fight
Everyday is a battle against oneself
How much more must he stretch himself
Till he snaps
People will gasp
People will laugh
Not caring about their acts
He just wants to feel warm
The cuts burn
But that warmth will never reach his heart
Tears from his heart are cold
When his mind breaks, his body shakes
He craves that state, of when his mind is awake
Because his mind lights up and burns like fire
And that is his desire.


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