I've had this flame inside me ever since i could think
it always kept me going pushed me
guiding me when i was lost
but these days
it's been pretty dark and cold
the flame no longer burning brightly and engulfing me
it has dimmed down to only a little spark
to much rain fall drowning the glowing embers inside me.
i don't know how to relight the flame
YOU ARE READING
not so bad poetry
PoetryPart 2 of bad poetry, a new book to fill pages and pages of emptiness with ink ready to spill
