The fires blistering flames consuming me
with excruciating and tormenting heat.
For a short while I thought they were
going to take me over.
But I wouldn’t let them; I couldn’t let them,
not now it’s too soon.
I have so much I haven’t seen so much I haven’t done.
Then with a burst of anxiety I screamed.
For someone, something, for everything, love, hate,
pain, sadness, happiness, for my life…
Then with a cold shiver, shuttering down
my back the flames were gone.
But still somewhere the embers of the fire still lie on my body ready at any
moment to ignite again.
But this time I don’t think I’ll be able to control them.
They may just take me over,
and then my life.

 
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