Fire

I have a fire within me.

And it burns me from inside.

I hurt so much I wanna scream

but I can not say a word.

 

I am trapped by my own flesh,

my mind as my guard.

I can not escape the reality,

no matter how hard I try.

 

But I mustn’t stop trying!

Beside the pain, there lies hope.

Hope is filling me,

starting from my heart.

 

So will I be saved

from pain worse than death?

Or shall I perish

like the dust in a windy night?

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

Love the poem... The beginning half feels like how I picture you.... Making lists, sizing up the competition, getting ready to let loose somehow, and then you weigh the pros with the cons, and go for it!! That is where the second half felt like you have just inhaled a deep breath and a beautiful one at that!! The last stanza messed with me. I am a horror movie fan and would wish that someone's last day, if they chose me to be a part of such a thing, would feel great to be a part of that. : ) But, those last two lines make sure my mind doesn't allow it so easy to let you go. I can't believe, sometimes, how much you are on the mind!! Bluntly, writing something so dark, simple, and final really plays on my good nature, and realigns my interest in horror movies. lol Your second stanza shocked me.... only because that is the way I talk. I talk like that all the time and no one else I know, does, Tiasshy!! Beautiful as always.... My goodness, you got my heart pumpin'!! xoxox -Your Mark

[BubblingMe]

I like your poem and your story behind it, it has such a beautiful meaning!