Thermogenesis

you taste like ashes on my tongue
but i am all out of ways to save you.
you're burning up in front of me and
you want me to burn too, my skin
blisters and curls like paper, yet i still
try to reach you, i can save you,
i know i can. you're crumbling to dust
but you want the flames, and all i
want is an apology for all the scars
that will never go away. all your
"i'm sorry"s are soot in my throat and
i am done trying to save you, it's
time i tried to save myself.

sprinkle dirt over your grave,
all ashes to ashes, and dust to dust,
but mostly it's just good riddance.