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just a tiny spark

Contributed by twick on Tuesday, 30th December 2008 @ 04:04:14 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

The fire drummed relentlessly in my veins
and I stretched in hopes of lessening the pressure
but was unsuccessful.
There was an opposite effect of the fire spreading
to find places I had tried to hide by contracting the muscles.
I wanted to deny this feeling.
It was too much, too soon.
This kind of something just didn’t happen to me,
couldn’t happen to me.
I had accepted that fact long ago and settled it within me
so as to understand how not normal I was
so why now?
What catalyst has caused this tempest?
There is no rest for me because of the burning I can’t control
as it grows with its intensity.
I needed some kind of release,
some kind of relief;
the coldest thing imaginable would do fine.
But like everything else I’m not lucky enough to get what I want.
And now something has happened which I didn’t want
and here I am shocked
and confused
and uncomfortable in my burning skin.
I missed my resolute calmness,
my indifference to things that lead to unpleasantness.
For once, I had lost the sureness that I was so used to possessing
or the sanguinity in accepting new information
that fit into my concept of the universe’s philosophy.
That clarity I used to have was now gone replaced by this irrational fire.
I didn’t know if I could accept this new twist in my life.
I was afraid for the first time in a long time and all because you surprised me.

Copyright Â© twick ... [ 2008-12-30 04:04:14]
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Re: just a tiny spark (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Tuesday, 30th December 2008 @ 03:11:19 PM AEST
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You've done a great job with this one!
I loved the metaphors you put out there.
Fire can consume us when our guard is down
Ironically, we may even think it's up....
Again, great work...I truly loved this!
Take care
Love Smiles and Best of my Blessings for you
Always
Kara

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