Lava

Speculating on tears,
Redefining “enough”
You have played with my fears
For a life and a half.

And believe me, I'm learning
And I want it to end.
Why do you keep returning
With a knife in your hand?

Cut my flesh and see fire,
Then embrace me and burn.
Don't you tell me it's dire,
That's the prize you did earn.

Watch the world as it crashes,
It won't hear your cries.
And from our ashes
I shall rise in the skies.