Unrelenting

Your flames rain bright vermilion
dancing against this frigid obsidian.
And I choose to challenge
what little hope you have.
An echoing decay of a last stand,
it comes, and molds itself over our bones.
With no shelter to sustain, it smothers you
and then it stays there, harboring fear.
Til the last drop, leering, just like a fly cold,
collecting, controlling a tide of despair.
Leering, just as it lies,
a burning ember dormant, it chooses to rage.
Unrelenting,
igniting everything, it consumes.
You feign
and recoil your hate towards a pool of
suffering.
Our burning embers pressed against our chests.
Our burning embers
raging against you.