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Surviving the Flames

November 17, 2015
By timiyaac BRONZE, Rock Hill, South Carolina
timiyaac BRONZE, Rock Hill, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"Do not accept an evil you can change." -E. Lockhart, We Were Liars


"For dust you are and to dust you will return.”

 

and every little word you say sets a fire in my bones that I can not put out
just the way you say hello and smile gets my heart beating too fast I can feel it brushing against my rib cage ready to burst into inexhaustible flames
i find myself unable to breathe, unable to think
I think that maybe someone told me that this is what love feels like but if that's true I don't know if I want to love you anymore
maybe that's why I've been drinking so much water lately
and it's not even water really mostly just chunks of ice I keep forcing down my throat because nothing else seems to soothe the pain
the ice leaves scratches on my throat and every time I open my mouth to force out the words to tell you to stop and just let me live my life my throat is consumed with fire and I'm afraid that if i let it, fire will rise from my belly and shoot out of my mouth as if I am a dragon
as if I am a beast that should be feared
and I don't get why everyone thinks fire is so beautiful
fire hurts
and fire leaves a permanent reminder of all the destruction it is responsible for
my friends house burned down three years ago but she tells me that sometimes she can still see the fire consume her room and  smell the smoke in her dreams
tells me that fire is the devil in disguise and asks why do you think hell is so hot?

I don't tell her that you make me feel like hell inside
because hell is not a place of love
hell is a place of suffering and I understand now why it was made that way because there are some fires you can never escape, there are some flames that stick with you forever

and Aristotle wasn't wrong when he said that we were made up of fire
i bet he would love to meet us
the boy who could set things on fire
and the girl who could survive the flames
and that's the thing about surviving, that's all you do, will I ever live? will I ever stop being consumed in your flames
I fear if I don't not escape soon all that will be left of me in a pile of
ashes


"For dust you are and to dust you will return.”



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