Fire

They’ll like you.

As long as you’re not

Angry.

And depressed.

They’ll keep you.

As long as you keep

Feeling

“At your best.”

They won’t question.

Or tell you that

“You’re making them upset.”

Keep quiet.

They’ll never let you down.

-

But deep down,

You have

All this

Fire.

In your chest.

You try to fight it.

These feelings that

You can’t really

suppress.

You keep quiet.

But slowly

These emotions get the best.

-

You can’t deny that

You’re slowly breaking down.

-

I carry a flame in my heart

-But it’s nowhere near

Sagrada.

My rosary is growing thorns.

“Ya no me sirve para nada.”

I try to pray in the dark

Because I’m scared to light a candle.

The fire growing my heart

Is way too much

For me to

Handle.