Cold Fire

pour the fire down my throat
as i express every word wrote
one wish, that i be squished
but gravity jus let me float
every sound of a note
rings and lingers in my mind
images of death and life
can occur at the same time
sign on the dotted line
if agreed to the terms of death
speak your peace,
then proceed to breathe your last breath
don't fight it, just accept
the excited white light
even if yuh despise the bright
you still run from the night.