You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it
–Robin Williams
When I was born
A Candle was lit inside of me
It will burn for as long as I live
or until
I extinguish it
My body is the shadow it casts
Dancing wildly when it flickers
And it flickers whenever
fancy strikes it
or
a particularly
forceful breeze
Some will snuff their candles
Some will have them snuffed
Some are smothered
Some burn out
Their lives
Are cold
And gray
Fire beats inside my chest
Fire fills my fingertips
Fire lies behind my eyes
Fire is who I am
Don’t lose it.