Fire Poem by Hayley K...

Fire



Fire is hot,
angry and uncontrollable.
When it starts,
it builds up.
It swallows the world,
when it's hungry.
When it reaches its peak of anger,
it explodes.

And yet, fires beautiful,
it dances gracefully about.
You don't know of its danger,
until you mess with it and poke at it.
It's fun until the fire's anger is too much,
its own control diminishes, then, it attacks.

That's what I am,
a fire, for now, very dim.
Until you irritate me,
and add gas to the flame.
My anger will grow and grow,
then, when you add that last drop,
my rage will unfold, and swallow all.

This is what bullies have done to me,
forever changed.
Forever,
burned.


Yes, this is how I feel. No, I will not really loose my mind and attack you lol (unless you push just the right button to make me snap) . Hope you enjoyed!

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