Burning Our Coordinates

A cycle of poems «This Is How We Disappear»

Flames ignite the fading lines,
Maps erased in twisted signs.
Lost in fire, no way to trace,
Burning our coordinates in space.

Ashes fall where paths once lay,
Guiding stars have slipped away.

Burning our coordinates, lost and free,
Breaking chains of memory.
Through the blaze, we forge our way,
Leaving ghosts of yesterday.
Burning our coordinates, no return,
From the past, we now unlearn.
In the fire, we find our fate,
Burning our coordinates, sealing the gate.

Torn maps and shattered dreams,
Silent screams beneath the beams.
Every step a choice to make,
Every bond a chance to break.

Ashes fall where paths once lay,
Guiding stars have slipped away.

Burning our coordinates, lost and free,
Breaking chains of memory.
Through the blaze, we forge our way,
Leaving ghosts of yesterday.
Burning our coordinates, no return,
From the past, we now unlearn.
In the fire, we find our fate,
Burning our coordinates, sealing the gate.

Fires rage where shadows creep,
Secrets buried, buried deep.
No direction, no retreat,
In the flames, our hearts still beat.

No compass guides the path we take,
Only fire and the choices we make.
From the ashes, we arise,
Burning our coordinates to the skies.

Flames ignite the fading lines,
Maps erased in twisted signs.
Lost in fire, no way to trace,
Burning our coordinates in space.