The Sweet Song Of Fumes

I've hit it again, like a meteor hits earth;
Crashing down; nothing preserved.

I've burnt my strength to the ground;
Screaming in silence, not a single sound.

How did I get down; so deep down?
Like a bone in winter, smothered underground.

Will this ease; the pain so intensely sad?
Nothing can ease this, it's become so bad.

Bad like the rain on a perfect wedding day,
Or bad like a child raped on his fourth birthday.

It's something sick and poisonous like fuel
And like fuel, it destroys me; it's fumes so cruel.

The fumes; wafting and rising as they sing,
Sing sweetly with pleasure as they watch me choking.

Now I leave, wailing as I go.
They've watched me burn, my skin aglow.

There's nothing now. There never was.
But now there's nothing to speak of.