98. Unkept Passion

I keep adding fuel to the fire.

I rush in with no fear hastily.

I felt the fire igniting me to move on.

I just wished these cold floors would be gone.

I lived vicariously as some to admire.

I ran too fast on ice to keep balanced.

I would let my momentum carry me away.

I wanted no more to do with self pity.

Along the way I lost my footing.

I couldn't pull myself up without falling.

I could not longer look back at my trail.

I just breathed in never wanting to fail.

Eventually I fell apart in the middle of nowhere.

I no longer began to care

I was a wishful dog chasing after it's own tail.

I abandoned who I was to dream in a happy trance.