The Broken Fire

A statement my friend made. All credit goes to her. I made a few slight changes, nothing big.

Yes, it is true that I'm broken. That I can't be fixed. I stand in the rain alone and melting...

But the other me is like a fire that becomes hotter by the second, brighter than ever.

Getting stronger and stronger. Can't back down. But then itfades away, when water hits it.

The water punches and slowly makes the fire go to ashes...

Reviews

[don't know]

thought would leave review as can relate to that i cant be fixed and dont want to be fixed cause makes me who i am. we are all broken to some extent some more than others. maybe tell her to get an umbrella. nice wee bit off prose though. sorry to be cynical just in bad mood myself.

[Riddle]

It's fine. I'll make sure to tell her!