The Fire

The Fire

A Poem by XtheLoneWolf

In life we've all went through the fire

 

From problems that are small to situations that are dire

 

I've walked through the flames and played all of life's games

 

I've allowed my depression to bring me down into shame

 

I've seen angels and demons and they both look the same

 

I've went through the fire and became a metaphor

 

I am the sword, the weapon for inner war and the life that's worth fighting for

 

The fire burns either way but not without purpose, it burns every day to form the diamond on your surface

 

The pain of fire is real hot enough to burn coals, hot flames make hard steel and greater life goals

 

I went through days of pain that could fill up every calendar I went through the flames and became XCALIBUR

 

© 2015 XtheLoneWolf


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Added on May 28, 2015
Last Updated on May 28, 2015
Tags: Life Struggles, Fire, Sword, metaphor, XCALIBUR

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XtheLoneWolf
XtheLoneWolf

union, NJ



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