I am on fire.
Burning and waiting until I turn to ash.
The cause is unknown, but it is swirling, on a continuous cycle.
The burns have scarred and burned again.
Never getting the time to heal before it bursts into flames.
Moments of calm, but not when I choose them.
Just like the fire, it's all a surprise.
At this point, I try to shield others from the fire.
Though this never proves to matter.
I wonder who wants me to burn up?
I think it's me, but I can't answer that question. I don't know for sure.
I'm not ashes yet.