Burn-To live

The story begins

Plots fail to align

Delight and darkness

Intertwine

With pages left to turn

Chapters begin to burn

Wasn’t my cigarette, I swear

That summoned the urn

The story’s in the distance

The remains torn to shreds

I died 100 times

Yet failed to pick the threads

A new journey to embark on

Which story will set me on the sail?

Or should I look for a pen

To ink my own tale?

Ears begin to twitch

For a melody to waft along

This story must be born

Out of a sweet little song

 I’ll live 100 times

So that the pages learn

Before a new story is penned

I still have chapters to burn