Choosing to feel better

Stepping back from the flames
Far enough back to see the flickering and smell the wood
Out of the direction of the smoke
But able to feel it’s intense warmth
I set it all ablaze
Took all of him and put him on the pyre
And he was never more magnificent
than he was while I watched him slowly become himself
What he always was- a waste of my energy-
just the ashes of nothing being set free…

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