Submitted by wednesday in lobby

i have a fire inside me. today, the fire burns low. it does not
control me; i do not control it.

some people do not have a fire inside them. they have a well.
the well fills with a gift. those with a well may share their
gift and receives others' gifts in return. their waters flow
together and become stronger.

i do not have a well. when the fire burns low, i douse
it with the waters of another's well, but the fire cannot
hold the water. the water drains away and the fire burns on.

i cannot share the fire. it burns all it touches.

one day, the fire grows. perhaps it is angered by the water.
it engulfs me, and i cease to exist. there is only fire.
the fire blackens the land; the others flee from it.
some are burned. i do not burn them;
i do not control the fire.

when the fire burns out, i return. i stand in
the wasteland i made. the others are gone;
they will not return.

today, the fire burns low. perhaps this time
it will hold the water.

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ukuleleclass wrote

wow this is very visceral and perfectly encapsulates how i felt today <3 ty for sharing !

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