Burning My Fire

I should be angry

I guess

That they hold my fire

In a tiny

Little

Cage

And wait for the smallness of it

To force my flames

To crush my spirit

To burn my heart

Until i'm ash

Until i'm nothing

But i won't burn out

Not like a match

In the wind

Because my fire can't crush my spirit

Any more than

It could crush itself

And the worst that will happen

Is my fire will

Burn

Everything else inside of me

Until i'm as empty

And hollow

As the cage they forced my

Fire

Into

And i will be nothing but a shell

Full of fire

Burning its own ash