All my life
I've bitten my tongue
For fear of setting the world on fire
An internal combustion in the making
Burning from the depths of my soul
Now the clothes on my back are charred
The places I reside are bare bones
The only water in sight is just enough to streak the soot on my face
I aimed to save the world
And sacrificed myself
The same world I tried to save
Now a casualty of the war within me
Rising from the ashes
I take what I love
And leave that which no longer serves me
Destroying and rebuilding myself as I see fit
I choose to live the rest of my days breathing fire
About the Creator
Tiera Williams
Doctor by choice, Writer by chance, Healer by nature.
I write to heal my soul. I share in hopes of healing yours.
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