I'm just there
sitting,
watching the
woods burn.
Staring intently
finding comfort
in this
shallow heat.
Slowly
I stand
and walk
towards the fire.
In a snap
I am already
hugging the fire,
feeling it's heat.
Before I
realize it
i'm already
burning.
I screamed
and shouted
for help but
no one can hear.
I got out
of the fire
but I am
still burning.
I burned
and burned
until my
tears fell.
The ashes
of the
past are
out there.
Mixed
with
the air
I breathe.
And
slowly
suffocating
me.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 7:35 AM UTC
I'm just there
sitting,
watching the
woods burn.
Staring intently
finding comfort
in this
shallow heat.
Slowly
I stand
and walk
towards the fire.
In a snap
I am already
hugging the fire,
feeling it's heat.
Before I
realize it
i'm already
burning.
I screamed
and shouted
for help but
no one can hear.
I got out
of the fire
but I am
still burning.
I burned
and burned
until my
tears fell.
The ashes
of the
past are
out there.
Mixed
with
the air
I breathe.
And
slowly
suffocating
me.
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