Fire

8 1 1
                                    

They told me not to play with fire, but here I am in the middle of its flames.
How? I don't know.
I saw a beautiful red light, that danced in the darkness.
I didn't notice myself approaching.
I didn't notice when I reached for it.
After all, it did call me.
It said it will keep me warm in the cold, and bring me light in the dark.
But when I touched it, it burned.
I didn't flinch or get away.
Because it was my only escape.
I closed my eyes and let it consume me
Suddenly, I'm cold.
When I open them, I am alone.
Here we go again...




It doesn't make sense does it?

Child Of The StormWhere stories live. Discover now