<center>Feed it. Feed the Fire. It's okay. Go on. Feed it.</center>
Thats the little voice inside of you that talks every second of your life.
It won't shut up.
And every time you get mad, it talks faster.
The fire grows
It talks louder.
and louder.
till you give in.
I'm not feeding it.
Not anymore.
I'll think things through from know on,
no more stupid mistakes.
Or will i feed it?
And not hold back
my anger.
My anger,
my sorrow.
My burning soul?
How does one douse the flames,
when one has fed the flames
to a point where it burns the soul?
How do I drip my tears on the flames,
when my tears go out.
Not in.
Does a soul cry?
Can a soul's tears douse
the flames
of an angered mind.
Can a burning soul
heal
after so much beating
in such a short time?
If i stop feeding the
flames,
will it continue to
grow,
without anymore help?
Licking the last bits of joy to
the point where the fire
chars the entire
heart, mind, and soul?
And my body turns to ashes?
How do i douse the flames
Yes, i wrote that. But, it's not exactly how i feel.
Don't start thinking im a witherd girl locked away in her own mind,
i just like make extremley dramatic things.
It's fun,
to make something so
deep.
Although, it does go along a little. With what happend, in my first entry.
It did happen, and wether you understand it or not it was
terrible. Worse then i could imagine, it was like someone close to me had died, but not really had gone away. But more or less, haunted
the fact that i tried all i could to stop those events, but couldnt. I'll walk by that person, but that person is merley a shadow of what i used to see.
I don't know what to do, not just yet.
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