fireball
- madams
- Dec 16, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Nov 15, 2022

I want to think nothing
But I want to venture deep
Into caverns in my brain
That I have yet to reach
I long to be a mountain
Ever grounded in the gust
But I'd love to be a strand of hair
Weighed down by flecks of dust
I want to stamp a foot down
And feel my Earth go still
But I love the lava that spits and swirls
When I sacrifice my will
I want to make a panic
Long to generate a fireball
But I'll hold my breath and tighten my chest
Pretend I'm not here at all
No bundle of words
Satisfies the Empire
It seeps into my bones
And I feel it rising higher
I feel the vines snake around me
They burrow and they scratch
They make a home for them to roam
And I realise
I've met my match
by lina
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