The great ball of fire burned for four nights
but nobody else could see it.
It burned in my mind for nights on end
I was waiting for the world
to fix itself
but it refused.
It protested and continued on
to rampage
my mind,
nobody else
understood
nobody else
truly wanted to.
I smiled
because that tells people
I'm okay,
help isn't needed.
Papers fluttered
back and forth
trying to help
but fanning the flames
instead.
The great ball of fire was
finally extinguished
just a few nights ago;
when I looked past it
and finally,
opened my eyes.
