xciv. FAKING IT.

i am on fire.

my soul is turning to ashes, my body is bellowing out in pain.
watch as i stand, my skin slowly peeling itself away to the wooden floor. baring a cacophony of screams, my silence is ripping apart my throat. in the matter of minutes, i am nothing more than skeleton with singeing bones, my fingertips matching the way you light your cigar as you don't even bother to ask if i'm okay.

i guess i don't blame you;you can't put out a fire that isn't there.