On anger…

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A flame once lit is not easily put out.

This is even more so when it habitually decides

To take residence in one who is,

In entirety,

Covered in gasoline –

Dripping copious amounts along the way to serve as a path home,

Like breadcrumbs…

It takes but a second to ignite

And then,

Roaring,

Takes down cities in its wake,

burning bridges, causing panic, wreaking havoc.

What do we have left: soot and embers that can be reignited at any point.

It triggers an

out-of-body experience;

Igniting embers within you that you didn’t even know existed.

Your body is simply reacting to what is going on.

A flame once lit is not easily put out.

This is even more so when it habitually decides

To take residence in one who is,

In entirety,

Covered in gasoline –

Dripping copious amounts along the way to serve as a path home,

Like breadcrumbs…

It takes but a second to ignite

And then,

Roaring,

Takes down cities in its wake,

burning bridges, causing panic, wreaking havoc.

What do we have left: soot and embers that can be reignited at any point.

It triggers an

out-of-body experience;

Igniting embers within you that you didn’t even know existed.

You see yourself in motion as if in aerial view.

You can’t stop what’s going on at this point.

It’s a bit too late.

No amount of persuasion and reason can help you now.

You have been consumed and in the process, greedily consumed others.

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Identity, personality and relationships: works-in-progress. Join me in the unearthing of myself through my writing. Karibuni!

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Aleesha Suleman

Aleesha Suleman

Identity, personality and relationships: works-in-progress. Join me in the unearthing of myself through my writing. Karibuni!

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