Fire

Fire

A Poem by therapy

The thing is I'm not a firework, I'm merely just dying embers and am quickly burning out into nothing but just fading flickers, until there is nothing left at all. 

© 2014 therapy


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Dear Dying Embers.
You still have some hot sparks that I will blow on the next
chance I get and try to start a flame in your heart.
It is always a special pleasure to read a writer`s feelings expressed
in such graphic terms.
Thank you,
------ Eagle Cruagh

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Honesty is the very best policy. We all hit those low points in our writing. I find that reading old time novels and listening to others speak of their lives and problems helps open the mind to new things. Valentine

Posted 9 Years Ago


Dear Dying Embers.
You still have some hot sparks that I will blow on the next
chance I get and try to start a flame in your heart.
It is always a special pleasure to read a writer`s feelings expressed
in such graphic terms.
Thank you,
------ Eagle Cruagh

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

deep. Writing is a form of therapy.
You must learn a new way to think before you can master a new way to be.
maria rose♥

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's a beautiful and very sad sentence. I fully understand your thoughts because I feel the same. As you write "I am quickly burning out into nothing"...

- Jesus


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That is sad. That is what therapy is doing I guess. I like how this is one sentence and I can grasp it

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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