Heart of Flame
My heart is a flame.
So fragile,
yet so bright.
Big and strong sometimes,
small and weak others.
It flickers when it gets hurt,
and glows when it isn’t.
My flame is usually strong.
So full of life.
But it was hurt the other day,
by something big and strong,
so now my flame is almost out,
because it is much too full of pain.
My flame is going.
It is leaving.
Never to come back.
It once felt love,
and happiness,
and hope,
and joy.
But not anymore,
for my flame is gone.
Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012
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