The poem describes the speaker's inner turmoil and anger that feels like flames smoldering inside, waiting to ignite into a destructive fire of fury through spoken words. Though the speaker tries to contain these feelings, the anger and need to lash out grows over time from sadness, hate, and loneliness. In the end, the speaker realizes they won't stop the fiery words from escaping and instead finds relief and warmth in letting the verbal flames burn freely.
The poem describes the speaker's inner turmoil and anger that feels like flames smoldering inside, waiting to ignite into a destructive fire of fury through spoken words. Though the speaker tries to contain these feelings, the anger and need to lash out grows over time from sadness, hate, and loneliness. In the end, the speaker realizes they won't stop the fiery words from escaping and instead finds relief and warmth in letting the verbal flames burn freely.
The poem describes the speaker's inner turmoil and anger that feels like flames smoldering inside, waiting to ignite into a destructive fire of fury through spoken words. Though the speaker tries to contain these feelings, the anger and need to lash out grows over time from sadness, hate, and loneliness. In the end, the speaker realizes they won't stop the fiery words from escaping and instead finds relief and warmth in letting the verbal flames burn freely.
The poem describes the speaker's inner turmoil and anger that feels like flames smoldering inside, waiting to ignite into a destructive fire of fury through spoken words. Though the speaker tries to contain these feelings, the anger and need to lash out grows over time from sadness, hate, and loneliness. In the end, the speaker realizes they won't stop the fiery words from escaping and instead finds relief and warmth in letting the verbal flames burn freely.
Waiting there-- smoldering Ready for me to bring a flame to my anger And watch my fury take hold Spreading quickly and destroying everything in its path until there is nothing left
The sadness The hate The loneliness within You did this. And I am left with heated words.
How much more can I bear until it bores a hole through me
And I’m left with a charred scarlet mark upon my chest Showing what is truly within. Watching my words escape- Uncontrolled and unforgivable.
I can contain it. Keep the words in place.
But its growing And I want it to stop To calm my mind To quench this need for serenity. If only I could stop it. I think I can change. Extinguish the thoughts that flicker in my mind
But then I remember…
I’ve been quite for too long And it feels good to start fires Strike the match and watch the flames ignite Let the heat warm my face And let it burn. And I realize, I won’t stop the words at all.