Thoughts on fire

Thoughts are like fire. They grow over time if no one notices the fire. The fire is best seen at night time when you can see the fire damage. The bright burning glow in the dark quiet night.  The roaring fire and its never ending terror. As it tears through every home.The fire destroys everything in its path. Not caring about the people they hurt or the homes they destroy. If no one helps capture the fire, the fire will only grow till it kills everything in its path. Leaving everything dead and still. No more home, no more people to live in that home. Because the home is gone, along with the people, because the fire was too strong and won. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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