4th

The 4th of July was the biggest head-spinner I've had in a while. When I got home, my thoughts were skewed for more than a week, before I let them out.

The smell of sulphur is still so thick

Held in by cement with cigarettes

The fireworks were so beautiful

The world felt so wonderful

The night I spent with you

The sound of laughter is still so thick

You look happy and desolate

You made me feel desirable

So I left nothing for you

Down, the fireworks explosion

Another moan of visual satisfaction

A couple groping in the middle of the dark

Another low moan of ecstasy exclamation

The sound of fireworks went well

When my heart exploded inside

The feel of the fire went well

The burn I felt when our love died

I wish it hadn't been you

But there was nothing I could do

I wish it hadn't happened

But I still had satisfaction

The scent of sulphur mixed so well

With the feeling of self-satisfaction

The smell overwhelming with every breath

Every gasp a mental exclamation

Alone in the fireworks

Visual satisfaction