Fire

A poem that I can't even begin to describe that I want you to discover the true meaning.

Fire, burns bright yet never stays burning for long.
The way it goes out, never fills me with joy.
Fear strikes on the daily, but always at random.
Don't let me go, fall deep into the fire.

Don't let us fail, failure will only be good for you.
Sadly we don't have power over anything.
You look at me with the disgust that fuels the fire.
Fight with me not against me, falling to fire slowly.

If you think I hate you, you're wrong, I hate nothing.
The fight in your spirit, falling to fire slowly.
Let me help you before the day turns dark.
Oh no, it's too late, we've already fallen deep into the fire.