Midnight Metaphore..

I have this lighter in my hand..
Again, i'm burning something from my life..
Screwd paper with printers ink..
Half filled memories garnished with pain..
And again, it doesnt need any turpentines..
It can easily burn..
Cuz it's already flamed by emotion..
Yeah, emotion.. named..

Feel the light,
Feel the flame,
Feel the heat,
Feel the pain..

This is what i do for emotion..
This is what i see for my midnight metaphore..