The flame once lost.

Now awake again.

Inside me.

The rage now found,

From its asleep state,

Inside me.

Blazing heat protruding from my words:my insult.

Like a bomb about to explode,

The screams of pure anger as a result.

The heat of the fiery temper,

Lit by regret,

The guilt spreading like wildfire.

Raging pain needing to escape,

Escape from the broken past,

From what I hoped wouldn't last,

But it did.

And it broke me.

This powerful flame is the key,

To letting me be me.