the burn


be careful what you wish for,
i warned myself.
i asked for this.
i wanted fire.
i needed it.
the heat.
it feels so good.
the kind of heat that warms you from the inside.
manifests in the chest.
and builds.
incinerating whats left of the walls I tried to keep up.
leaving me wide open.
thats when it happens.
once youre raw and the heat keeps building,
thats when you can feel the burn.
and it hurts.

1 comment:

  1. great picture, and the writing was awesome. it's so intriguing.




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