Fear the Fire

Rage -The feeling of escaping.
Cage — The freedom found in waiting.
Page — To turn before your hating.
Stage — The place where I found fate but now I’ve found another war too.
Wage — The thing that keeps you working.
Age — The wisdom of forgetting all the things you’ve learnt to do and say.
There’s a timing to when you see to run.
It’s blinding in the eyes of someone who’s never looked back.
I’ve been learning.
Time keeps turning.
You fear the fire.
Yet you fear the fire.
Stay — A thought you’ve found from feeling.
Prey — The hunters always kneeling.
Today — The last thing we’re doings stealing,
pushing through the ceiling looking for someone.
Dismay — The failure found in hoping.
Disarray — Confusion as your floating.
Astray — Last feeling of escaping, catching what you’re hating, pushing on
another way.
There’s a timing to when you see to run.
It’s blinding in the eyes of someone who’s never looked back.
I’ve been learning.
Time keeps turning.
You fear the fire.
Yet your fear the fire.
Staring sideways.
The water lies both ways.
You feel the fire.
And now, you fear the fire.
I said please.
I said please.
I said please!