In the depths of ash, the fire stirred,
A blazing force, untamed, unleashed.
It scorched my body, came for my soul,
On the lizards’ plains, I fought for control.
I fought the blaze, I stood my ground,
Each red lightning, a deafening sound.
But every spark that burned my skin,
Was carving the fire deep within.
With fire in my blood, I rose,
Burned through fears and silenced woes.
But the flame is wild, the flame is free,
A dangerous power inside of me.
It fuels my passion, it fans my dread,
A spark of life, a path I tread.
Hold it close, or I will fall—
Fear the day I lose it all.
I and fire became one,
Inside, I hold the power of the sun.
I feel the power, raw and true,
I pray I’m right in this pursuit.
Yet in my heart, a shadow hides,
A fear of flames that won’t subside.
For passion’s fire can light the way,
Or burn me down and make me pay.
With fire in my blood, I rose,
Burned through fears and silenced woes.
But the flame is wild, the flame is free,
A dangerous power inside of me.
It fuels my passion, it fans my dread,
A spark of life, a path I tread.
Hold it close, or I will fall—
Fear the day I lose it all.
It gives me strength, it makes me bold,
But fire’s hunger takes a toll.
A light that saves, a blaze that blinds,
A raging storm inside my mind.
In the end, it’s mine to steer,
A burning heart, a whispered fear.
The flame within, my strength, my guide—
And the fear of letting it burn too wild.
TravelingDreamer
2025-01-05 08:41:18 +0000 UTCLittleJohn
2025-01-04 23:32:48 +0000 UTC