Have you ever gotten burned by fire?

Well I know I have.

Venomous, poisonous, hateful words,
fell straight from her lips and landed in my core.
Like a soldier who stood tall for so long,
I was shot down.

My reaction, silence.
I no longer saw her as the fire who no one couldn't stop,
but rather the fire who no one could put out.

Her words, her actions consumed me.
I the forest, and she the fire.
This combustion only left wreckage.
Just as her carbon took my oxygen,
her anger took my sanity.

There are days I want nothing more than to return to the past.
Forgive.
I'm not there yet,
For every time I approach trying to go back; I think,

Have you ever gotten burned by fire?

Well I know I have.