Lost to Flame

In a burning grip so tight and ruthless, the anger took me over, eating me alive. The blackened husk of my former life still walks this world’s darkening paths, but it is not me. Not as I was.

Flashes of my former self break through the haze in my mind, reminding me of my true being. This anger is not me, I am more than this. Yet it holds me, and I am too sleepy to fight it for long.

Some days are better than others. I feel as if the ruins of my body will fall away, releasing my radiant heart to the world. I know it’s still there inside me, I feel it, I see it. Hope is not lost, only the path to it, and I’ll find my way there one day.

Every day feels closer and closer.

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