Smoke above fire, the problems deepest factor burns the
bottom of my soul. I watch my smoke rise as these issues spread over and
through me, seeming to dissipate into the night sky, but I know better. The
smoke is just blending and merging with every faucet of my life, I know where
the issue lies, but how much of me does it really take over? I will be
patiently waiting the embers of the fire the next morning. Silently burning,
smothering the heat, the coals concealing me, just until I can breathe enough to
grow. This fire cannot be contained, for it began as one of man’s greatest
accomplish, it can quickly become our greatest demise. My embers glow for you,
just give me enough oxygen and I will only burn for you.
