It starts like a small flame.
And you're pleased to feel it
Burn inside.
You don't want to put it out
Because it gives you life,
Helps you get through lonely nights.
You keep it burning
Until you can't
Put it out.
Once a sensation, so light,
Like a warm breeze…
Now a desperation so black
And it won't cease.
Raging fire, consuming you whole.
Raging fire, leaving only ashes.
Ashes, remainder of life that was taken,
and builders of a new one now awaken.