Fire

Daily I burn, consumed completely.

My struggle to survive, a constant one. Often I shrink away, the onslaught too great. Too hard. Too painful.

Causing me to....once again retreat to a place that I abhor. It is a place of safety, but is also a place that diminishes me.

My courage scoured away for yet another day. Burned away by an invisible foe.

Yet the cinder that remains, the essence of who I am, that remains, will try again.

Building again, what is so easily burned down. For the struggle is an internal one.

I, am the fire that destroys myself.

It is I alone who lights the fire that destroys daily. Continuing this cycle of self destruction.

This fire that destroys me, is also the same fire that births me, hopefully stronger.

Changing me slightly each time, each day, til one day, it will no longer burn.

Becoming instead the cold fire of resolve.