The Turbulent Mind Of A Jynx

Firestorm and Hangman's noose

          ~Firestorm~

 Callused fingertips dance 

 Across moon kissed skin. 

Stealing little sighs From silken lips. 

Kindling to the embers 

Longing to be set on fire. 

 He didn't protect her from his wildfires. 

 Instead, he showed Her how-to burn.

 Because she's not a girl 

She's a firestorm.

 BleedingInk Poetry 

 ©Jynxielynn85 

    ~Hangman's Noose~ 

 I'm at the end of my rope. 

The one I tied to you In hopes that I could save you. 

Savagely tying myself in knots 

 That you could hold on to. 

But all of my ends have frayed, 

And I am being torn in two 

 From the weight of loving you. 

I wish I didn't have too 

 Because I still love you. 

But it's time I untie 

 My heart's hangman's noose. 

 BleedingInk Poetry 

 ©JynxieLynn85