Fire under my skin.
It wants to get out,
but I can’t let it,
for blood comes in tow,
when it bursts from me.
Burning scars on flesh.
The pain feels so good.
I can’t stop myself.
Invisible fight,
raging forever.
An end I can’t see.
Tormented. My mind.
The fire though, it drives,
forces me to change,
to find a new path.
So I am searching.
I don’t know what for.
Will I find answers?
Will I be consumed?
The fire endlessly,
burning inside me.
Poetry
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