A poem
A candle is burning in my heart
It started as a faint glow
I could barely see it
I watched it carefully though
And fed it
Slowly, very slowly, it began to glow brighter
It grew, and grew, and grew
Brighter and stronger each day
Soon there was no candle
Only the light, too bright
And now it is a fire
Raging hard
Consuming everything in sight
It has already consumed the very candle that birthed it
Bigger and bigger it burns
Hungry, starving, ravenous
With unseeing eyes
Looking for things to consume
Is it the fire
Or is it me
Or is it the fire inside me
I don’t know
Can’t seem to tell the difference anymore
Who started it?
What started it?
What does the fire need?
What is it hungry for?
I don’t know
And I can’t seem to control it
How do I tame this raging fire
How do I make it a warm glow
To help me during cold days
How do I stop it
From becoming a hungry beast
That may one day consume me
Will I be razed to ashes
Or will the warm embers save my soul?
Anu Anniah Writes 