Monday, April 13, 2015

Consumed

There is a fire inside,
I fan it more.
I can't put it out I tried,
Used every last bit of energy left in store.
Leaves my brain feeling so fried,
Every muscle aching and sore.
Told everyone it's ok but I lied,
My moral fiber, it tore.
Joking with friends seeing the funny side,
But every moment feels like forever more.
Trying to run but I can't seem to hide,
The fire has it's way; I am no more.

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