Arsonist

my thoughts flow out
like gasoline from a tank
when will they be set aflame

I have lost control
now I'm driving with no steering wheel
I'm on the road to confusion
and it's intersecting with desolation

you have stolen everything from me
what have I done
my eyes were wide shut
when did I blink

excuses filled the truth
quietness filled sound

now I'm surrounded with falsified airwaves
driving a body with shattered glass
on a path that is coming to a dead end

your crime scene has been prepared
so here is your matchbox
light me up
the wicker in my bones will crack
just as my heart has

and when the cops show up
they will ask who has done this
the only answer is
myself.