The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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@Uootem

my heart scorched by a burning desire
for an old love flame... now extinguished
I writhe in aches of regret... dampened by tears
a smoke-consumed sadness fills my lungs
I can not breathe... except in poetry
the black ink on white pages... my ointment for depression
My pen creates agitates the smoldering embers
with endless questions of why I can't let her go
igniting for a single moment a fire to destroy all hope again
a flame of varied colors... only a few words
a smell of burnt flesh... my heart
the heated coals of my hell... memory
I walk in darkness... my guide torch extinguished.